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Consuming the Ordinary Differently

Sautéed by the city noise

//What would you do if you forgot to Art?// 

It strips me of my passion first;

slowly tearing apart my gift of weaving magic from sights, sounds and smells, into tiny shreds.

It then moves on to wipe off every recollection I’ve ever had to a point where, I’m no longer able to paint fragments of the galaxy onto a single sheet.

It erases, it smudges, it breaks in, it fractures my equanimity and fills in the cracks with blather.

It makes my bones coil and prepare for a war with everything I’ve ever known.

Sooner or later, I fear the fiend’s fist will creep into my mind and my skill to art will cease to exist.

 

Art by Anusha Sinha

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//Homebound//

Caramelised in the hazy light,

served warm with the evening sunset.

He’s the city with the dancing lights ;

known best for the smiles he’s spread.

He lives in a house that’s not a home:

devastated and broken.

Sautéed by the city noise,

served cold with the winter rain.

She’s the wreckage after a storm ;

known best for the trouble she has caused.

She is a nomad on vacation :

devastated and broken.

One day their paths crossed,

She found solace in him and

in her streets and sheets he found his home.

Art by Anusha Sinha

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