Meter Running
Living without you has been difficult.
I keep thinking we could be friends once again.
Just as the labourer’s hands grow calloused from honest toil,
the cobbler’s fingers learn the secret language of leather and thread,
and the student’s mind bends toward mastery through endless repetition-
so the whore perfects a craft that looks like desire Read more from here...
First Day in College
No whiskey, no coffee,
Neither local liquor nor desi.
Roasted black peas and jaggery-
Ronie Dinosaur wasn’t crazy.
Away from whey, bidi, and cigarette,
I saw air-hostesses on my way to college. Read more from here...