Airport: A Prose Poem

2nd Friday Prompt: travel tales

Paroma Sen
Scrittura
Published in
4 min readNov 15, 2023

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The need for space cloaks around me

My silence lengthening with every breath

Claustrophobia rings in my ears

Trapped again in yet another airport

Aren’t the airports bored of seeing me yet?

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Paroma Sen
Scrittura

“Do not go gentle into that good night, but rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light.”