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I CAN SEE MY APARTMENT FROM HERE

For the unearthed foundation photo? Three of coin. That’s no rose quartz, you know. Just pink sand. And that’s what you call a temporal oscillator. 359 more words

Poems

Table Manners

Words are food, some sweet and succulent, others rich and savory. Some are bland, some are juicy, and some will burn your tongue. We’re in a garden of words. 47 more words

The Big Bad Wolf

One thing about bad boys is that sometimes they are so good at hiding secrets; but another thing commonly known about them are their looks and when they love; they are so soft that until the time is right; they become hard; tough lovers…. 47 more words

Two prose poems in International Times

The online magazine International Times has recently published two of my short prose pieces – Wildlife Hot Spot and Hermit Wanted. I’m pleased to have my work appear in this excellent publication.

In a loop.

There is always a clock in such settings.
A clock that ticks.
Omniously
Ripping apart the still silence in the room.
A menacing countdown
Of passing cycles of hours… 367 more words

Indian Writers

Instead

Waiting patiently for the time when:

Instead of three hours apart,
It’ll be three inches
(And even that will be too far)

Instead of saving daylight, 138 more words

Poetry