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If timewere my lover,I would never be alone.butShe said let’s just be friends. and soas things go, I grew old and time stayed young.When the end came near,she parted ways with me.I no longer needed a friend like herand she no longer needed me. Still, as I close my eyestoContinue Reading

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some sleep carries dreamsto a far heavenI watch them rollbeneath your eyes sandsperched in dunes, trailingbroken chimes. the flower moon seesyou in your bedon a forest floorwhere moss makes barksoft. Arms folded, youcatch leaves from theblanket wind. sleep finds you withoutdreams your face turnedto the trees still standingsome nights seaContinue Reading

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The sun glints a wicked lighton the whitecaps today. the landline shimmers,the quivering mouth of a lovesick sailor who keepshis girl’s likeness folded up and pressed to the inside ofhis cheek like chewing tobacco. the fabric of my dress clings tothe shape I make, long like a breath arched likeContinue Reading

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we have kept our pantry full of deep kissesstolen maid-butler style hugs meant for spouses.we have kept our shame voices low on the phone,a better picture than the real thing. whispersmake weakness clear. We are cracked full in ourshells. Made for everyday wear-and-tear, uniformscover it well. I am not theContinue Reading

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Long-haired Apollo sits with legs splayed outin perspective slant, upright bass in hand, pluckingsteady, mooded, sweat beading his pulsed temple,beating in dissonant tones that wrap deftly over, around his triple knotted fingers, doting on thewide frequency which sounds through the blackas one would on the brow of a lover. HeContinue Reading

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A purple flow with a tint of pink A musk rose fragrant honeyA long wild strumming of guitarWhat else she can sayMore than theseof those moments. Ranjith Sivaraman is an upcoming Poet from Kerala, a beautiful state in India. His poems merge nature imagery, human emotions, and human psychology intoContinue Reading