the twenty-sixth
Of the Same Name - Love Story of A Bridesmaid
All were dressed just the same, six of them, you know
Yet his eyes stayed when he looked at her
The Garden Café brimming with people
Gathered to celebrate love
She turned around and saw him smiling
He knew her secret very well and bowed his head as she passed
Somewhere a glass chandelier swung, she knew it for her heart
Guests seated, the groom walked and later the bride arrived
They looked at the wedding rings, heard the vows loud and clear
Their floating words immediately sought her heart
They were pronounced husband and wife
She, the bridesmaid and he, the best man
Call me by your name, she whispered to him
I’m he and he is me
Soft music followed.
Anisha Kaul is a poet with Masters in English Literature. Her work is forthcoming or has appeared in Southchild Lit, Splintered Disorder Press, Dwelling Literary, From the Farther Trees, Briefly Zine, Ink Drinkers Poetry, The Indian Feminist Review, Fahmidan Journal, Glitchwords, Kingz Daily, The Minison Project, Beir Bua Journal, Small Leaf Press, Analogies & Allegories Literary Magazine, and Visual Verse, among others. She also loves to write about herself in third person. You can reach out to her on twitter @anishakaul9.