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The Uninvited Stranger

written by: Aarathy

 

I sat down that night
munching on some medicines
nursing the cold.

I sat there in MY house 
in MY sofa breathing in the air around ME.

Voices never perturbed me
So there I sat, munching on my medicines
nursing the cold 
Oblivious to the creaks and thuds.

As I slurped the last sip of coffee 
I saw him.

In MY house, pushing the door open
his feet in MY threshold.

There I sat, yelling in my mind 
No! Not me! Not here! Not in my house! 
Stomping, pushing and kicking his feet and hands
that night, I shut the door on his face.
Cause, you, you imperfectly uninvited stranger 
are not welcome in MY house.
No. Not today, not tonight, not any day..

Aarathy

Aarathy

Writer's soul trapped in a biotechnologist's body.
Scientific analyst by profession.
Words give me solace.
Aarathy

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