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Poem by Shreyaa Tandel

Inkles The inkles

Behind the wattle

And concertina

The blood

And the dead roads

The brown ice

Thawing and grimey

The pine cones hanged to death.

the tulips await an april of spring

and an eternal fall survives it’s last breath

today, tomorrow

and no. of so each day

with a hope dying too

and a life already dead


Shreyaa Tandel is a self-established poet, or you can say amateur poet, from India. Her poems "Inadvertently Alive", "Virgin" and "Blackhole" have been published in the blue pages lit, and vamp cat magazine respectively. When she isn't writing or is glued in front of a computer/cell phone screen, she spends time singing north Indian classical music and reading the Bhagwad Gita and pretending very hard to be happy, even though she isn't. You can reach her at shreyaatandel1526@gmail.com.

She is a regular contributor to Marías at Sampaguitas.

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