“Sea Moon” by Sheikha A.

A road divider on our thoroughfare

has been constructing since three

major eclipses, going under the idea

scalpel by fickle engineers – flowers

or trees – it’s a hard decision to make

from having spent a decade trampled

upon by preoccupied feet steeped in

eccentricities of a short-legged economy,

and now its surface is suddenly replaced

unsure of how it will maintain, the ground

has been retching a sea of sand, spilling

over the newly set paves; an old age

worker blows smoke into a humid

detached air; he must dream about

merchants, the waves of a teal road,

the silvering of his skin,

the coming out of a moon.

 


Sheikha A. is from Pakistan and United Arab Emirates. Her work appears in over a 100 literary venues and several anthologies by different presses. Recent works have been published in Star*Line Journal, Mobius, Abyss and Apex, New Mystics, Poetry Repairs and elsewhere. More about her can be found at sheikha82.wordpress.com

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