A Recipe for Nostalgia|Madhulica Kallatt

Madhulica Kallat

One unsuspecting mind
A piece of the past
One gasp of surprise, blended with a nascent smile
A small explosion of amber happiness in the chest, extinguished by fragrant violets of the pain of longing
Finally, closed eyes and the tears of ancient stars whose light has finally arrived
Flowing salty and sweet onto quivering lips.

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