Byju Road

Byju Road lies there cinnamon and cardamom in jars sigh intermittently of the forthcoming marriages under the eaves of pawned property Barbie sits among the plastic flowers,covering the dust of indifference her eyes search the glow on the edge of a child's last wish sliced vegetables and chopped meat smeared in oil whimper on pans a maid peels onion and her eyes well up with tears a dagger glints over her skies fishmongers dry their saliva shouting and bargaining,then sell themselves;unveiled eyes of fish stare at their futile fate twilight curls up staggering feet and swaying heads monopolize the road; the stink of vodka envelops the whole trial Byju Road lies there,devoid of heart