2016..
From sixteen to twenty...
With every relationship
we take baggage with us...
...
I always thought January
the cruelest of months...
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An Oscar performance...
Remember playing dress up
as a little girl...
Ahoy ahoy, how does the whistle of the steamer...
Tu -Tut, Tu -Tut, the steamer blows while she goes...
Probably flying
is not a crime, but still...
A city
(indistinctly...
I watched the colour of
washed tamarind gleam...
Within a corner resides a shutter
paintchips form a pool of lead...
We were so young,
with our minds so clear and simple...