Poetry Issue 15

   Issue #17 : July-December 2012

Aditi Machado



      A courtyard around which the white and grey building fits like a
      square ring. On each side of the square, five doors that lead into the
      rooms of the building or out into the courtyard green.

      So, a green square.

      In its center, a white statue of a holy being. Three circles of rose
      bushes around the holiness, but within the square. All things within
      the square and yearning towards its center.

      But not exactly all things: there is the one rose bush that, like an
      untoward homily, grows and grows, ensnaring.


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