Orange man, orange man — where do you go?
I slip into the evening like a warmed coin, to dinner, to the picture house where reels are slow.
Orange man, orange man — what do you do?
I stitch small salvations at my bench: a tongue of leather, a stubborn nail, the map of a sole.
Orange man, orange man — why do we live?
To set down what lifts us — a shared plate, a laugh held open, the light someone leaves in a door.
Orange man, orange man — how can you be so kind?
Because once, beneath a streetlamp, the pavement turned to honey — and I learned to keep a little of that glow.
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“Stitching small salvations” is such a tender, grounding image. It beautifully symbolizes finding profound purpose in humble, everyday acts. It reminds me how we all hold onto past moments of warmth—that “honey” under the streetlamp—to stay kind in a harsh world.
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Thank you, Bhavya.
I’m deeply grateful to you for sharing what you read in it. It makes it so much richer to me.
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