seasons of self | Pranjal Pandya

THE FOLLOWING POEM WAS SELECTED IN WINGWORD POETRY PRIZE 2023 LONGLIST.

in October we met

in November i hated your face

in December we fell in love

with snow, cold mornings and each other

January through February

we filled empty parts of one another

and became a part of a universe i didn't know existed

in March i saw the sun in us

in April i felt the heat

in May i burned

in June i was ashes

in July i was the wind carrying the heartbreak

in August i felt myself discarding the love you gave

in September i was beginning to see new colors

October came again

i began to become whole again.

- a year of revelations