March 6, 2019 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

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Kushal Poddar






The day my brother

joined his job,

I still play with ants

and a pair of glasses-

one concave and the other

convex, our father said,

one less son we have.


My brother liked uniforms

and that he would yield a gun.

One less son,

said our father.


From a vantage point

I stared at the army of the ants,

glasses on my hands,

and I clap them together.







Kushal Poddar

Kushal Poddar authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island’ (Spare Change Press, Ohio), “A Place For Your Ghost Animals” (Ripple Effect Publishing, Colorado Springs), “Understanding The Neighborhood” (BRP, Australia), “Scratches Within (Florida, USA)”, “Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems(BRP, Australia)” and “Eternity Restoration Project, New and Selected Works“(Hawakal, India).

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