Dancing in the Dark by Anand R Raghavan

On the sidewalk of a private roadour dinner table preservesa faux european ambienceeven the weatherbows to cooperatewith this subterfuge I feel anchoredin a rapturous melancholyand a beer glasssteadily emptied and refilled The conversation floatslike a kaleidoscopeof sentiments and opinionsaccumulating intoan imagined formof who i am my most precious possessioncreated from thin air like fiat currency…