Arjun Vijay Prakash

three years later. Claude Monet — A Seascape, Shipping by Moonlight today is february 3. i know the date because it keeps coming back to me. every time, when i think about you. three years ago, you said, “isn’t the moon lovely.” i remember stepping outside. doing what you asked me. i didn’t know then that this is how it starts. with being asked to notice the same thing at the same time. that night stayed with me since then. it made me feel chosen. like you wanted me there, looking at the same sky as you....

on being seen once. Camille Pissarro — Boulevard Montmartre, Spring this comes after the day we lost, and i still won. and the wave in the middle of the day. someone was talking again. showing his article. ai this, ai that. the usual. pretending that he wrote it. i was standing there. just listening to the crowd. then she said it. “i really like arjun’s poetry.” crazy she even said that. it was a normal sentence to everyone. not for me. it meant she had read it. at least once. it meant my words had reach...

where i go to be held. The Artist’s Garden in Argenteuil (A Corner of the Garden with Dahlias) — Claude Monet my dreams are never new. they just change faces. the story stays the same. meet. connect. almost stay. wake up. alone. i don’t call it a coincidence anymore. i don’t even fight it now. i just let it happen. 30th january, 2024 she was in my house. not visiting, but just… inside. like she belonged there since forever. we greeted each other. we talked. nothing dramatic or intense. just normal. and t...