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Malavika S Udayan

Three poems

December 8, 2022 by andrew

STRANGLE ME INTO IT   “My saint”, it read. Her letters to my father were damp like the cold under his armpits. Whenever I touched the papers, they turned wet, stuffed with the scent of expensive perfumes imported from the middle-east. She stuck to my father as if a fly would stick on top of […]

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