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"The Samosa Man"by Gurpreet K. Khalasa

Gurpreet K. Khalsa

The Samosa Man

The samosa man steps

to the platform’s edge

and we exchange, my rupees

for a hot pastry through bars

of the train window

In the distance, brief dawn

glimpses: rows of sugar cane,

bright green fields;

carts rumble along rutted paths,

laundry hangs on strings,

chickens peck in dusty yards.

I glance at the life;

the train moves on.


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