Sipping coffee in her living room
My eyes hopped on the four cornered, two dimensional moments of togetherness,
holy quotes on life, creation and creator.
With a sigh she said
“He tells me-do anything you like,
beautifying the house.
Look after my kids,
take care of my parents,
be a good host
DON’T SING OR DANCE OR READ BOOKS
I DON’T LIKE IT”.
She looked like a stuffed bird
the hunter proudly displayed in his museum.-by Santhosh Kana