
The featured image accompanying this piece, entitled ‘Spectrum’, has been used with the permission of artist, Robert Alan, a mixed media artist from New York City.
I dreamed of the day, In the dead of winter, A dreary day, When I’d step off the train And see you there- The day
I talk to myself. I have to. No one else will listen. No one else understands. Even if they did, I wouldn’t dare expose
Hauling my suitcase up the unevenly-paved alley, I glance at the second-storey room I share with Komal. Against twilight’s midnight blue, our window glows white.
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