Blank

She stood.

Staring blankly at the moving traffic.

They moved.

Blankly staring at her blank stare.

They stood.

Across.

The pothole.

Filled with last night’s rain.

A splash of sky on the street.

Blank.

Clouds.

Blank.

She moved.

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About victoranish

A theatre worker living in Bangalore.
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