Unsettled skies part, spill celestial rays, illuminate shabby barn, dust-shrouded orchard. Brief illusion bestows grace upon mortal confusions: approaching death, confused grief, jarring passage of seasons. From her hospital bed, mom feels…
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Sneha & Harshal
Editors, Parentheses Journal