A Better Day

...until she hits you on the head asking, "Why 31 and not 41, not 51...?"

Now that the cascade of words subsided It is quiet, You are clear. Now it would’ve been nice You making coffee, I making Idle banter. We disagreeing On million little things Agreeing on One Big Thing Such as: you...

Did they break your bangles?
Did they say, now hide your angles?

Your baby, standing on her tiny wobbly legs, Staring at you, her fingers joyfully in her mouth I am like that, when it comes to you. Who are you, then? I’ve heard it said That there is a phase women go through...

Like a fool I am trying to Match your indifference With mine. But I will eventually Die of indifference poison While you, You will soak yourself in The love of your twins, of your children Growing ever more bright Ever...

Days are going by. And I hold you With content that comes from imagining you A steady hand, Calming my restlessness Those searching anxious eyes Staring at unresolved questions And, Brightening quietly on seeing me Such...