by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 31, 2024 | 2024 December, Poetry
They’ve taken a chainsaw to every 24-pack of extra-large brown eggs in your supermarket, they’ve hijacked all the Jeeps in a five-mile radius, they’ve replaced all the movies on Pirate Bay with their edited- for-television versions, they’ve tossed all your frozen...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 31, 2024 | 2024 December, Poetry
The blue plaster walls are cracking which we should have been able to see as long as this house has stood. I catch us looking different directions on the highway, cars zipping through; we nearly collide something cosmic. Meaning our souls are ready to ascend from our...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Nov 1, 2024 | 2024 October, Poetry
in pools of red rippling out like ringsfrom bridge-dropt stones; Pieces of people holding other armslips chattering in laughter legs crossed in love; Pieces of peopletorn and stripped ...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Jun 9, 2024 | 2024 June, Poetry
This is the easy part of the journey: our submarine still at Sunlight level, jellyfish bodies pressed flush against window glass. In this lifetime – we have just barely scratched the surface of the Atlantic, the tide vomiting us and its glories back against the...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Jun 6, 2024 | 2024 June, Poetry
when he had stood up in his own grave greeted by his sisters and brother-apostles — did Lazarus feel a twinge of craving? did he watch as Martha accidentally sliced her finger instead of dough; did he want severed flesh, gaping flesh in that angry and hungry way? the...
