by Priya Prithviraj
There's a scented silence here,
that's broken only by the ticking of the kitchen clock,
and the sound of rain.
As I sit by the window,
watching drops of rain chase each other
down the windowpane,
a cup of warm tea sits on the table,
forgotten.
From:
New Plains Review, Spring 2015.
Copyright ©:
Priya Prithviraj
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Priya Prithiviraj is a poet, writer, and the author of "Purple Kisses" (The Linnet's Wings Press, 2017). Her work has appeared in the New Plains Review, Tower Journal, Torrid Literature Journal, and Eastlit among others.
Last updated June 01, 2015