We sat in an imaginary cafe
with a pretend table between us
you grasped my hand
turned it upright
folded words into my unaccustomed flesh
etched stars into my memory
You gave me a story without light
without sound
I knew then the smirk of your silence -
My mind poured into the widening black
of your iris' stutter
- as you watched new worlds birth from my tongue
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Leshanta Roop is a part-time English tutor currently residing in Cunupia, Trinidad. She has had poems published in the 2007 anthology - Heart to Verse, Wordlines from UWI and was also a participant in The Cropper Foundation Caribbean Writer's Workshop, 2010. She seeks to inspire as much as she is inspired by the world around her - a lifelong task, and joy.
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