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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 8, Number 2, June 2014

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Paresh Tiwari
Hyderbad, Andhra Pradesh, India


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An airport is an unlikely place for a serendipitous meeting, but here we are, I, with tufts of unruly white hair and she, with a few more wrinkles around her eyes. Has it already been eight years? Did it start with a glance, a greeting or a tentative smile?

Crossing each other, we halt mid-stride for a brief moment of recognition before moving on to opposite ends of the lounge carrying with us the lasting legacy of our relationship—silence. Sitting down on a recliner that overlooks the runway, I can see the taxiing planes and a cluster of hazy trees beyond them.

flight of gulls—
the beach slips away
beneath my toes

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