Neelanjana Banerjee
Street Dog Dreams: Lodhi Gardens
all nightshe dreams of gold jewelryburying her aliveand fine fine silksthat smell so sharply of fearher teeth ache then when the humans comeclattering their feetin the yellow squares of lighttheir breath heavy with desireand sweet smoke she wants to tell themwho she wasbut the man whistles so loudlyshe forgets everythingand barks at the moon