Make it like Wes Anderson
You're riding a metro, going on long holidays, reading a classic novel or walking into a retro café on a sunlit afternoon – make it like...
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- Apr 10, 2023
NaPoWriMo'23 Day Six: Orange
Song of sapphic orange juice by Aadrit Banerjee citrus blues on soft carpels, a tapestry of fibres weaved on them, lemon smell bringing...
- Apr 5, 2023
NaPoWriMo'23 Day Three: Every Dead Thing is in need of more mourning
(Assume all trigger warnings) Until the mo(u)ring flickers in an oil lamp again by Shailja Bahety The red silk light escapes the oil lamp...
- Jun 22, 2022
Loneliness grew like cavities in the teeth of earth, Poems by Shailja Bahety
Loneliness is a flower
grown beside a graveyard
that isn't ever carried to our homes
and never smelled once
despite having fragrance.
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