limbs carried on salt winds into paradise
the cat long gone a shadow remains watching the mango tree
ant runs down the concrete with a piece of sky
rejected the catfish fades into the river void
river ghat a tale of two fishes learning to walk
tilapia shrugs off a kiss from a crude catfish
fragments of colour pulsing in this grey expanse
the river silence belongs to the odd faced goddess
a psychosomatic response to the crescent’s grin
drawn to the peace butterfly drifts downriver
elancharan gunasekaran 