Untitled micropoem by Sarika Jaswani





Sarika Jaswani

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If blues could've been whitewashed with words..

I would've turned over extra breaths on years
to wipe clean the furrows that sit near my eyes

Uncrated the ocean that sits storming in my throat & salvaged vigor from calm piers

Yet....I suffer & let silence write my depths

Wolfpack Contributor Bio: Sarika Jaswani



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David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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