by Surosree Chaudhuri | Mar 16, 2023 | 2023 January, Poetry
There are years to go in this life of be- coming. Still much to bleed in offering. Pull sweater thread until the guts fall out —more so, whatever lie has been assumed. Whisky tastes better over ice, dashed ale, love lost heals after—hasn’t happened yet. Though now I...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Mar 6, 2023 | 2023 January, Poetry
I name my hurricane ‘Vulture’ after myself in blatant defiance of the World Meteorological Organization’s aim to divide the dwindling spoils between the sheltering flies and me. I glimpse the mud hollow below. There’s equality in a tremulous storm. Mansions crumble,...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Mar 6, 2023 | 2022 December, Poetry
I drove the hearse to my funeral today. What a ride, accompanied by an organ version of Handel’s Messiah on my cellphone. Took forever. The final ride, I mean. Gloomy faces in the side-view mirrors cast downward. Brows sullen like Monday morning, desolate. I was the...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Mar 6, 2023 | 2022 December, Poetry
Microbes eat our nicotine-stained fingers Until they regrow through ketosis and oily skin lactates The flickering sun boils a broth of broken lips To be replaced by monolayers, purifiers and silicone proteins. Victorious, we swim In bubbling seas of peptides Visiting...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Dec 23, 2022 | 2022 October, Poetry
For You It was silence that entered our mouthsIts track elusive, untraceable as it goesLike the tail of a lizard disappearingInto the crack of a wall. The sticky lick of air, rubbed its tongueAgainst our summer- kissed skinThrough the day...
