Sharvaree Kowale – 3 poems
tape metal mesh tongues on glass pane eyes, a translucent autumn makes haste for exit; it tries to leave the gutter conglomerate of affections in shedding, of nose twitches, of wings in paralysis, of butterflies in flee from breastfed saplings, of everyday eclipses hiding in your sock drawer. you’ll close your lips around the filter […]
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