You must keep
your heart
that beats for
lovers gone by
in an old
purse
of pleasant familiarity
so you can
empty it
on a sidewalk
on a rainy day
and feel
like you gifted
the world
a memory
that is alive
in a dead
container.
Art Therapist, Arts Educator, Feminist, Artist -based between Mumbai and Chicago
You must keep
your heart
that beats for
lovers gone by
in an old
purse
of pleasant familiarity
so you can
empty it
on a sidewalk
on a rainy day
and feel
like you gifted
the world
a memory
that is alive
in a dead
container.
