Tag: Rajosik Mitra

Tushar Chaudhury

Translated from the Bengali by Rajosik Mitra Insane You were insane back then, and so you’d begged for a piece of gold cumulus to the sunset like a tramp Sepia hills trapped between your eyelids This sorrow took you tipsy...

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Rajosik Mitra

If I told you When I breathe in the moistness of ancient ocean woods and trace the path of butterflies in hurricanes raging along your plexus if only I could tell how deep it wounds to know it in my soul that it’s probably...

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