Shloka Shankar, First Prize, Poetry 2016

Before Darkness

I become a silhouette
and a mere punctuation mark
somewhere in the city.

My instinct shrinks
to the size of a headless
red gummy bear—

fearful, restrained.
A heart-shaped balloon
lingers behind the skyscraper

of my dreams and reaches
for a chrysanthemum moon.

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