She Walks - Poem by Aparna Chatterjee
I see her
With a stiff
As if she
(based on the observation that while walking on the road esp. on your daily morning walks, when you smile at passersby, many of them return your smiles but some of them give you blank stares and look ahead as if you simply don't exist, walking away with the same stiff expression that you see them making every day)
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