Future 

“It is hard to imagine a future 
without you, husband.”
Someone says in the graveyard.
Her voice sounds many future past.

One pigeon hops towards the deep end 
of the lane, towards the bend where
light loses itself.

“It is hard to imagine a future 
without you, husband.”
She repeats herself

 

 

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Kushal Poddar
Picture Nick Victor

 

 

 

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