Hagar, the Man.

By Chitra Bhanu

They laid me to rest on a boat. Clothed me in their finest robes and crowned me with their densest horns.

They cried a river, as I drifted into the sea. He took aim, his heart heavy with love and pain. The farewell lit up, hull, sail and all. And I lay still.

As still as the water below. Biding my time, I was, for the final jump.

It's never easy to walk away from your demons. But I was choosing to live in the land of man.

By Chitra Bhanu