Mistletoe © Nikita Parik

The very last bunch of fresh mistletoe
bled in a corner of the Everyman Avenue;

Tarnished of its jungle beauty,
Like blossoming youth untimely screwed.

“How strong now, bleeding flower” hissed the lacerating shards agore.
“Strong enough to extirpate the genus named you”


Nikita Parik is a poet and blogger in Kolkata, India.

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