Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Poetry 2015, Featured Writer Mansi Jikadara

     Spaces              
                                
  I lie there                                                                                                                                                                                            spaced out—                                    exhausted
between                                                                                        
those red creased sheets.
                                                                                And it hurts                                                                                                                                                                                        to know that                                                                                                                                                                     I only exist                                              between the spaces                                                                       
of your heartbeats.

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