Cities by Sneha Subramanian Kanta

They grow but rarely lengthwise
you cannot see between a foil.
The tale describes the contents

but a fruit color that does not
match its insides falters
— bland and restless memory.

A pale shadow stands on the edge
of a green traffic signal
– wildflowers pressed on her stomach.

A bottle of cheap perfume
sits on a shop rack, furious observer
– pregnant with a sea of changeful woes.

Sneha Subramanian Kanta believes that all writing is a form of dissent. Her work is forthcoming in Quiddity, 7X20 mag, Dying Dahlia Review, AMP Hofstra’s digilit magazine, Serendipity, Poppy Road Review and the print anthology of Peacock Journal. Her work has been published in poetry anthologies such as Dance of the Peacock (Hidden Brook Press, Canada), Suvarnarekha (The Poetry Society of India, India) and elsewhere. She is a recipient of the prestigious GREAT scholarship, pursuing her second postgraduate degree in literature in the United Kingdom. Letters on

One thought on “Cities by Sneha Subramanian Kanta

  1. This is what I call the sublime intermingled with philosophy. Good soup for the soul – such variety and richness. I wonder if you’d like to join our online poetry community? We’re from Salford, a group of young fellas up n about.


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