Études for Nepal: A 100-Word Story by Sayantan Ghosh

brick-58485_640“Billions of blue blistering barnacles!”

said Captain Haddock from the rubbles of a house

in Kathmandu, where lived a family of four.

All faithful readers of the adventures of Tintin.

 

Their neighbors had a grandfather clock,

made of pure walnut, a John Ellicott knock-off;

its hourly chimes lulled children to sleep at night.

Now it sleeps with the remains of the children in the dust.

 

The airport was a happy place last week,

today, it’s filled with doctors and people wearing masks.

The baggage claim line seems never-ending.

 

Addresses, one meshed with another, lay outside.

Like a pyramid lacking geometry.

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Sayantan Ghosh was born in Calcutta, India in 1986. He currently lives in a 11×11 room in New Delhi and works as an editor for a publishing house. His work has been published in Northeast Review, Reading Hour, The Bangalore Review, Running Out of Ink, eFiction India, Eastlit, Clockwise Cat, Strip Tease – The Magazine, Coldnoon: Travel Poetics, Antiserious, Fried Eye, and Vomit. His chaotic blog, where this 100-word story originally appeared, can be read at http://sayantansunnyghosh.blogspot.in/.

 

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