6/2/13

Reading
By Adreyo Sen


Because no face is a map,
we need directions
to walk them through
to the conclusions
already in our hearts.

When laughter looks like pain
and sorrow like the beginning
of a smile,
can we know what is being said
in the tightening of the eyes?

Love is, in essence,
a collection
of catastrophic near-misses
and delightful near-hits.

It’s enough that we are
searching each other
for the answers.


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Adreyo Sen, based in Kolkata, hopes to become a full-time writer. She did her undergraduate work in English and her postgraduate work in English and Sociology. She has been published in Daily Love, Danse Macabre and Kritya.