India’s hottest month,
table and ceiling fans work overtime,
never catching breath
as they drown out conversation.
I grow shadows, push
amorphous shapes down my mouth.
Children pitch tents in my uvula,
teach me how to be alive again.
May arrives each year
granting me permission to
slink away from the past,
finds me
gathering up skeletons
of discarded seconds.
Citation: Mumbai skyline (Rinsol.com) is superimposed on abstract art of Steve Johnson (Unsplash.com)
Shloka Shankar is a writer and visual artist from Bangalore, India. She loves experimenting with Japanese short-forms and found poetry alike. A Best of the Net nominee, her poems have most recently appeared/forthcoming in honey & lime, One Sentence Poems, petrichor, Burning House Press, Jam & Sand, and so on. Shloka is the founding editor of Sonic Boom, its imprint Yavanika Press, and Senior Editor at Human/Kind Journal.
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