Night Questions

By Sumita Chakraborty

When does the moon turn full?

When I tell it stories of love.

           When does the moon begin to wane?

When I stop speaking of love.

           What do you look like in the dark?

A horned, lit, and petrified tree on a shore.

           To whom do you turn when in pain? 

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