Fiction
by Sushant Dhar
Jan 24, 2024
“All
the days and the years of my life are transforming into a void, there’s a large
block of stone in my legs, I can hardly move, I’ll live for a day, I’ve been
chasing her all these years, she’s elusive. Do you see the worms? She ate them
all, they're white, always slithering, making their way to the dark away from
the hubbub of ordinary lives.The void is unsurpassable. She’s feeding mallow
to the newly-born calves. Why are you wearing this white saree? This is the
colou