Adreyo Sen

Waif

I took her into the streets today.
I kissed her hand and let her go
and when she didn’t come home, I knew
she was already in your heart.

Sentence

A sentence arrested mid flight
does not take up its journey
at the same pencil point.

It has travelled far standing still.

It is fragmented till you come in between.
You are the tortuous split infinitives
that bring its past its future’s lyricism.

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Adreyo Sen, based in Kolkata, hopes to become a full-time writer.  He is pursuing his MFA at Stony Brook, Southampton and has been published at Danse Macabre and Kritya.

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