Jun 10, 2021
2 min read
She Walks in Beauty
Wednesday Prose Poem Prompt
shards of glass from shattered glass ceiling lay strewn, blown into smithereens; lessons from erstwhile transgressions notwithstanding,
she walks right into the trap —
under the tutelage of her family’s chaste tutoring, she marched on in this righteous world
silenced heartbeat, quiet shrieks, hands-bound, lips stitched with the same thread her saree was woven with: artisanal…
