by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 24, 2020 | 2020, Poetry
what will we tell our children about the extinction of the great armadillo, the parsnip shortage of 1987, the parting of the Red Hair? what tales of ghosts with hooks for hands who worked the soda counter at the five and dime will we tell around campfires ringed with...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 17, 2020 | 2020, Poetry
I’m forcing myself to remember my dreams in particular the one two nights ago when we met in a hotel room and we kept our clothes on we didn’t sleep we just lay there, my head on your chest except for when I turned to face you and share a kiss so exactly like how we...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 10, 2020 | 2020, Poetry
greetings I am a cockroach enamored of your day-to-day company an ancient species with far more time logged on this Earth than man but more than willing to exploit his shoddiness and sloppiness so I and my kind can survive and speaking of my fellow creatures wherever...
