By Aahna Jain
A spider in the web-
finding it is easy. as easy
as meeting him always
three blocks north and one turn left
the red house next to the peepal tree
the doorbell rings r i n g s r i n g s.
as easy as freedom
inside these bars
on the other sides
even in the narrow godly slits
I extend my hand
against the poles I push p u s h p u s h. as easy as rummaging the red velvet dress
my mother's gift
in the small cottage among useless possessions I rake r a k e r a k e .
Peace like other spiders
is deep inside the tangles of my mind and other webs.
I know it's there exactly there
I want it I need it but
I try to reach out o u t o u t.