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The Departure

Over the chatter of rain, her vegetable shouts are hardly heard by him. The corner where the roof leaks and corruption draws a perfect circle, he finds his anorexic love neatly packed in polyethene bags. The window is missing a shattered pane lost sometime last year, he gathers the curtain into a ball to repel the storm but rips the silk to shreds. He’s gone in the stillness between the flash and the roar that threaten to overwhelm her once more, she closes her eyes and the door. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: 09/07/2017

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Date: 7/18/2017 8:58:00 AM
That last stanza, Tamal, is chillingly good. You have such a way with words.... One extended metaphor from beginning to end, and it is a desperate feeling that speaks to me.
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Tamal Kundu
Date: 8/25/2017 7:34:00 AM
Thanks for reading, Darren. :)

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