We Walk Away Like Nothing

by Shome Dasgupta


how you slid your hair behind your ear:

a way the sun goes down below curved lines–

ahead, criss-cross patterns–dying grass,

a hopeless look under never-ending arches

of oaks and pecans: all its fission,

we walk away–silent calamity–heads full of sun’s fire,

grounded balloons, deflated exhausted–yolk splashed,

yielded to day’s fumes: yonder

mirages–ourselves, waver in mist

with flickered palms, facing us, as if,

a want to say hi, bye–fickle kittens

lean against broken glass rusted boards,

wait for diminished spectacles, into mouths–thinned field

pups with tails hidden in soaked dirt, we walk away like nothing



Shome Dasgupta is the author of i am here And You Are Gone (Winner Of The 2010 OW Press Fiction Chapbook Contest), The Seagull And The Urn (HarperCollins India, 2013), Anklet And Other Stories (Golden Antelope Press, 2017), Pretend I Am Someone You Like (University of West Alabama’s Livingston Press, 2018), and Mute (Tolsun Books, 2018). He lives in Lafayette, LA, and he can be found at www.shomedome.com and @laughingyeti.



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