The Baggage by Chumki Sharma

In the flight I shut the
murder mystery
and take a nap.
The protagonists walk out
of my imagination
and step back into the book,
shut the windows,
close the curtains,
lock the doors,
light a candle
and pour a drink.
The last ten pages
left me breathless.
I alight from the plane
lift the glittering
red handles
of a suitcase
you have to sit on
to latch.

Source: The Baggage by Chumki Sharma

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