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“Did you notice?” You said once. “How I don’t address you by name?” “Did you wonder why?” Then we smiled At each other … We then leaned Toward each other “Did you...

Sources Of Inspiration

Going through my notes, it is clear that I am inspired significantly by literary criticism. George Steiner, Richard Blackmur (R.P. Blackmur), John Bayley, Edward Wasiolek, R.F. Christian, Richard Gustafson, Gary Saul...

Translation: Ismail’s “Suicide”

Plucking out and throwing away The world stinging her as thorn, This girl walked swiftly away somewhere. Translation of Ismail’s Telugu poem, original below. ఆత్మహత్య తనని బాధిస్తున్న ప్రపంచపు ముల్లుని పీకి పారేసి...

This is death. Don’t Waste it.

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I know this is the end. I am saying this to will the end to come over me. To forget you. To will myself to go back in time before I saw you. To have been looking the other way in that moment when you walked in. To be...