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Mizzle

Jan 4, 2025
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Updated: Jul 7, 2025

By Shriya Karthik


The Mizzle ever so slightly kisses the soft cheek of  life 

Dew droplets of fake ice

First snow not seen from umber eyes

They land so soft like goosebumps on a hushed winter night


Like diamonds sewed to a car's satin obsidian 

So delicate , broken by the knife's slit iron

How it glazes every periphery 

It tickles just so faintly


By Shriya Karthik



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