Tag Archives: Ujwal Rajaputhra

Unorthodox Linens Are Best Enjoyed Medium-Rare

The baker’s girl cuts pastry in the valley, her wild, lemon bangs flickering into the hills where insects scull clean through the slick and Father’s blood oils the cattails. It’s a sour aroma, she sings. Three mayflies and a wasp … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment