Snow Starved

by Shweta Garg

I was snow starved all this time
Was eager for the fall to
Skirt in its random leaves and make way
For the white candy floss
I was snow starved all this time
Had little crumbs of the polaroids
Munched nuggets of frost
Scrapped from old refrigerators
I was snow starved all this time
And was stuffed by the spokes in a flake
The giant blanket of snow
Smothered a tropical flower of my desire

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Shweta Garg is an academician turned creative writer from India. Her poems have been published nationally and internationally. She is currently working on her debut book of fiction. She likes to travel and eat.