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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & Owner
Ray Rasmussen, General Editor

Volume 12, Number 4, December 2018

Yesha Shah
Surat, Gujarat, India


I push open the cracked wooden pane of a window that dangles precariously on creaky hinges. It seems I am not the only insomniac around. On the beach outside, the sea wheezes like an old man with emphysema. The waves crash on an eroding shore with a vengeance, as if they are about to froth over the entire Earth. Coconut palms dotting the sand sway maniacally. The winds, as if consumed with a rage, howl relentlessly. Somewhere in the campus of the dilapidated house nearby a mongrel airs his lament.

The full moon tonight shines bright and clear in the cloudless sky. And the ‘man in the moon’ smirks at me. For all I know, he could be a puppeteer. On nights like these, he is at his game. Tugging the strings till I desire to break the bounds and brim over, like the sea. But we both can’t. When the moon wanes, we recede into the depths of our confines. We never break free.

strangler fig …
a widening crevice
in the stone wall

Note: Pareidolia is a psychological phenomenon in which the mind responds to a stimulus, usually an image or a sound, by perceiving a familiar pattern where none exists.  



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