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  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Emma
Everyone writing
Now who is there left to read
No one understands
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
XIII
ゆうひ の て
ぬくもり です ね
だきしめて

Yuuhi no te
Nukumori desu ne
Dakishimete


The hands of sunset
It is warmth
Hold me
First attempt at Japanese haiku.
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Gladys P
Mild*  currents,  gently
******  seashells  on  the  ­seashore
In  pearlescent  *tones
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Sarina
round as the top of
tea cups, white as creamer in
coffee – ***** are sweet.
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Charlie
To love we must suffer.
When we suffer, we fight.
The dangerous first step into no man's land.
The first message.
Strike up the conversation like a firing pin.
Will it hit or misfire?
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Corey Kuropas
I fight for the gods
To make it to Valhalla
Thirsting for sweet war
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Jack Kerouac
The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?
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