6 june 2023
After Separation
You filter time.
Time filters you.
I catch the words.
The empty bowl
of a fakir betrays the fabric
of life, without seeking.
Mid winter I will ask―
the moon not to freeze.
Some sounds you will not hear.
Tearing the fog, I
wanted to teach you the language
of pain, becoming cold.
Like meteor of
a melting star, you were moving
away faster than light.
3 october 2023
Eva T.
3 october 2023
Satish Verma
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Jaga
1 october 2023
Satish Verma
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Jack Strange
30 september 2023
Jack Strange
30 september 2023
Jaga
30 september 2023
Jack Strange
30 september 2023
Eva T.
30 september 2023
Satish Verma