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    Red Rose

    A linguist stutters at her belly button Lover’s crawl up to her chest And drink upon the collarbone One hums his mother’s Spanish lullaby Another pleads for his father to stop The reckless beating She sits by the window pane…

  • guest writers

    2 poems – Megha Sood

    A thief called grief Grief always find its way like the water under the door an anxious child lost in the maze seeping quietly to places unknown it will sink and seep in your soul evade you at times. You…

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    Grieving the grief

      grief, a shout in the void where birds chirp and sing meaningless songs of love and heaven swings to it’s highest position in prayers but nothing is left, at least it looks like this.   my mouth is an…

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