1 Red Blacktop Poem by Sunil Vernekar

1 Red Blacktop



The brown smog mixed in blue white sky,
the last day before the last dies.

She spoke in curves, her black lashes opened and fell,

the vehicle turned.

I stopped the car to the right. I opened the door

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Sunil Vernekar

Sunil Vernekar

Hartford, Connecticut
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