The old man stares at the already tobacco hued
patches as he slowly releases his pain. Monday. 
On the occasion of the Independence Day
they have painted the public urinals in Tiffany blue. 
Now it is a patchwork of high and low, taste and
distaste, blood and void. Old eyes follow the line of ruins.
The white ants eat his nerves. Sun streams out.
His fingers fist around his reality. The market stretches
and curls one final time before unboxing the thick and thin
of capital. 





Kushal Poddar
Picture Nick Victor

Kushal Poddar lives in Kolkata, India
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