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POETRY / A means to an end

go further than/ what the hills have seen/ through their ice pick scars

House of Cards

Welcome, weary traveler! To my humble abode. Come, come. I'll show you

A Dead River is All I Want

You know those instances when we start off in the wide, turbulent currents of a river making its way downstream?

In the absence of a light source

Grief is a lonely river, like a fisherman's song with an empty net

POETRY / A childhood memory

Dust patterns have gathered around my landline phone, huddling around the maroon. my fingerprints take some dust off of it, and they rejoice.

POETRY / How to exist

When there’s a lull in the air, I get the feeling that I’ve scraped the bottom of my fleshy insides.

POETRY / Anonto prem

I wove necklaces of lyrics/ Which you'd wear beautifully

POETRY / Shedin dujone dulachinu bone

You know how that day the wind brought out/ The crazy thoughts I had in me all the while.

POETRY / Je chilo amar shopnocharini

You called me close in the moments of grace/ Veiling my delicate senses

May 30, 2024
May 30, 2024

A means to an end

go further than/ what the hills have seen/ through their ice pick scars

May 30, 2024
May 30, 2024

House of Cards

Welcome, weary traveler! To my humble abode. Come, come. I'll show you

May 30, 2024
May 30, 2024

A Dead River is All I Want

You know those instances when we start off in the wide, turbulent currents of a river making its way downstream?

May 30, 2024
May 30, 2024

In the absence of a light source

Grief is a lonely river, like a fisherman's song with an empty net

May 18, 2024
May 18, 2024

How to exist

When there’s a lull in the air, I get the feeling that I’ve scraped the bottom of my fleshy insides.

May 18, 2024
May 18, 2024

A childhood memory

Dust patterns have gathered around my landline phone, huddling around the maroon. my fingerprints take some dust off of it, and they rejoice.

May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024

Je chilo amar shopnocharini

You called me close in the moments of grace/ Veiling my delicate senses

May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024

Shedin dujone dulachinu bone

You know how that day the wind brought out/ The crazy thoughts I had in me all the while.

May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024

Anonto prem

I wove necklaces of lyrics/ Which you'd wear beautifully

May 10, 2024
May 10, 2024

A building, a tree, and a kid

Buckets of water I pour on my head; my vision gets blurry./ "The blurrier, the merrier", my mother said.

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