Ken

Ken

Day Dada walked out without saying Yetan, which means I’ll be back not I’m leaving. Day he left without a sound or hint, Mama pulled…

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Love like a plan gone wrong & other poems

Love like a plan gone wrong

Love like a plan gone wrong Today I woke up and decided to be beautiful Everyday feels like a song in my head Looking to…

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Open Mic Night

Open Mic Night

My friend Dudley and I go to the book store for something to read. It’s open mic night. “How many poems can be recited about…

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Somewhere in Visakhapatnam

Somewhere in Visakhapatnam

Barefoot children stop and stare Gazes arrested By the banganapalli trunk Whose fruit sways gently In a summer wind And brown eyes Calculate trajectory Of…

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Mangoes

Mangoes

When the frigid breeze cuts into my skin Creeps past countless layers of wool Then I grumble to Amma Where are the mangoes, I say…

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For the sister in heaven

For the sister in heaven

For twenty-one days, we’d visit Cold rooms of a strange hospital – Eager to see a baby with hydrocephalus breathe. But I’m glad you never…

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The Young Maid

The Young Maid

Dawn cracks over Delhi like a smooth, white egg, sunny yolk of hope, perennially dented, imperfect, in the welkin; on the wall, last night’s smoke…

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Heavy Bodies

Heavy Bodies

“This is the Hour of Lead – Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow – First – Chill – then Stupor – then…

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Making Ash

Making Ash

(for Ganga, 1937-2016) “The silence of the dead is easily ignored.”- C. Dale Young You’ll never be archaeology; they’ll never find your bones. Cause today,…

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Venusian Flowers

Venusian Flowers

I examine her face closely on Pinterest— the cracked skin, the oval sidelong face, the ripples of red hair small breasts, strong abdominal muscles, wide…

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French for Downpour

French for Downpour

Everything went back to normal: Grandma dead again, me eyeing the farmer’s sons, trying to pull off my gloves as roughly as they did theirs….

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Apart

Apart

A pot of potatoes for pirogis now bubbles a cauldron of chicken feet with no alpha in between. Chopped liver should be chopped, in the…

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Outside the Margins

Outside the Margins

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The snow falls forever

The snow falls forever

Woken again in the fifth hour to darkness, and memories of a shattered voice who cannot leave his lover, and from the pretty recent past…

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serendipitous

serendipitous

a timeworn legend, this is regarding an avowal of destiny and karma, or call it, kismet and fate that assure nothing but, a soul mate…

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Madonna of the blue sky

Madonna of the blue sky

long finger-nails  cream hands  and a smile that drives you to hell and beyond, there’s a boy out there who  calls me Madonna  we’re back…

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Body Oriented

Body Oriented

Reassurance rests on the tendon joining humerus to ulna and brother radius, a plain broad enough to set up cup and saucer in the correct…

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The Little You Know About Yourself

The Little You Know About Yourself

The best of you is rare explosives are what it makes, The places you’re destined to reach was screened by design, The little you know…

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A vignette from a town of triumph

A vignette from a town of triumph

I looked through a pinhole in an antiquated room with an inverted umbra of an aged easterly spire, the mysterious upside-down shadow had me consumed…

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The Faucet

The Faucet

The faucet in our kitchen is getting old I had touched it When we came to see the apartment The first one of our married…

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