Prithvindra Chakravardi

Prithvindra Chakravarti: Twin Mangoes

We never spoke, never sat face to face. Our company evaporated with the morning dew. The midday sweat dried up on the quilted rice field: our wornout scarfs and robes reincarnated as embroidered ripples all around, a blossom in the …

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We All Discard Our Eyes

We all discard our eyes one day. Sticking them on the wall, we scratch around caught in a cobweb, relish our rest peacefully. Once Anancy created a whole world, now he will undo his mischief, relieving us of our routine: …

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