The Sky in a Square

by Priya Prithviraj

Squares on top of squares,
the many shacks that lined
the city circumference ;
the sky above her city at dusk
shrunk into a blue square on the wall
in each of them.
The city with all its lights and sounds
shrunk to fit in her window frame,
and her square soul stared at it starry eyed.
The squares of blue,
her eyes stitched
into the sky that spread above
the city that never loved her.

 

The Sky in a Square

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