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Brisk Man From Jaipur

Two men tall, one from here and one from there, in raincoats at a bus stop, pace and stare. One of them is soaked in tea, brisk man from Jaipur who semaphores an anthracitic glare. To barter for a smile an alien’s obeisance he, no fawn, refuses. The other man, white cane and dog, doesn’t seem to care. Donal Mahoney

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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