Sandip Chauhan

Shallow Pockets

He tells me this is a good place—first buses before sunrise, hot meals at noon, enough extra to wire money home. Between one language on his tongue and another in his ear, he rides between job sites—his boots cross puddles skinned with rainbow, the street briefly a river.

lunch whistle
    a mountain etched
in an oil stain

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About the Author

Born into a literary family in Punjab, India, Sandip Chauhan currently resides in Northern Virginia, USA, where she pursues a career as a bank regulator in the federal government. She holds a PhD in Punjabi Literature, has edited three haiku anthologies, and authored a collection of haiku poetry, Sprouting Grass. She also writes poetry in her mother tongue, Punjabi.

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