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Mothers Perfume

Kochurani Jose Her self, my mother A strolling shadow Pervades the home milieu Her body sprouts with diverse smells… Read More »Mothers Perfume

Ila Railkar Lunch time at last A morsel of solace from the undeserving boss I play cute secretary to… Read More »The Parrot

Lina Krishnan Been through high school and college But I couldn’t read or write Going to school was going… Read More »getting caught, getting taught

Gopal Lahiri The oil drop in the puddle shines, the city lights up street posts one by one the… Read More »Shodo

Mandakini Bhattacherya Always the rain creeps up. It could be happily drip-dripping from the shiny tree leaf-tap. Instead… Read More »POTENTIAL

Basudhara Roy Once sleep has claimed in you what you have lately become, my amorphous journey begins to arrive… Read More »Virgo Intacta

Nivedita Dey Reptilian love coils around my windpipe demanding oxygen for herself. I cough up venomous poetry. Borrowing deep… Read More »Reptilian

Rohee Dholakia Poets write of loss and emptiness. “Change your thoughts, they aren’t complex enough. There is no… Read More »Today’s Mint Sells Happiness

Veena Kumar How little it takes for a day to be extinguished. Thumb and index finger pressed against a… Read More »After Adil Jussawalla’s “Bells”

Tathagata Banerjee I have wondered in the snowcity diaries Collecting dust and hope and ghosts of dead memories The… Read More »LACAN