Dusk

We lay on a bed of grass, both
Evening and I – 
play a game of cards,

and watch, underneath

the membrane of sky,

a necklace of birds fly by.

–Tanmoy Das Lala

Tanmoy lives in New York City with his partner, Eric, and a pea plant. His works have appeared in various online journals. His website is tanmoydaslala.blogspot.com

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