Poem: The Beggar

By: Adreyo Sen


You don’t need to look away
till you realize
she has your sister’s eyes.

It’s the blackened,
tear-smothered, matted-haired, haggard
smell of your sister’s shame that follows you
slyly as you drive by.



[Adreyo Sen, based in Kolkata, hopes to become a full-time writer. He did his undergraduate work in English and his postgraduate work in English and Sociology. Adreyo has been published in Danse Macabre and Kritya.]

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