The Fan
INDIA8POEM
Priya
5/30/20261 min read
Round and round
the ceiling fan goes,
pushing hot air
past my nose.
If I could hang
from one small blade,
I’d fly in circles
through the shade.
INDIA8POEM
Priya
5/30/20261 min read
Round and round
the ceiling fan goes,
pushing hot air
past my nose.
If I could hang
from one small blade,
I’d fly in circles
through the shade.
