POETRY

The Day

Amruta Mone Vidya Vijay Bal Mandir, Madhya Pradesh · India Poetry · August 2026

I remember

Our third day in ninth grade

Desks scraping.
Airplanes fighting to fly.
Erasers hitting faces.
Pens dying in battle.

Tip-tap. Ma'am's heels.
Eyes scanning every corner.
Names on the blackboard.
Shouting.

A loud voice that followed—
"Change your seats!"
Collective sigh of strangers.
Still not ready to talk.

The desk slid next to mine.
The goofy smile so infectious.
Names exchanged.
Numbers did too.

Next I knew—
Hours of talking.
A loud voice that followed—
"Best friends? UGH."

Forever?
No

About the Author Amruta Mone Vidya Vijay Bal Mandir, Madhya Pradesh · India

Amruta Mone is a writer from Vidya Vijay Bal Mandir in Madhya Pradesh, India. Her work draws on companionship, grief, and the ordinary moments that quietly become lasting memories.

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