by Archita Mittra
the lady is an angel. her voice, a cantillation.
lights falter. seasons are changing. but younever grow
up. even when you realize the moments are numbered
and your summer will never come again.
Author Biography: Archita Mittra is a freelance writer, artist and designer based in Calcutta, India with a love for all things imaginary vintage and the fantastical. A first year student of English at Jadavpur University, she’s also pursuing a diploma in Multimedia and Animation from St.Xavier’s College.You can read more of her work at https://ivyonthetrellis.wordpress.com and contact her at firstname.lastname@example.org