Spacious, shiny, new roads are built in my city to rent them for raw-markets
Come, let’s smoke a cigarette together on a dark veranda and count how many flats
We stopped talking earlier. Yet there was a chance that I’d run into you. There was a chance of seeing you on the Gollamari bridge buying vegetables.
Two flats facing each other He’s on the stairs, she’s at the door
(For Lutfa, Nayeem, and Aarong Herbal Hair Pack)
Spacious, shiny, new roads are built in my city to rent them for raw-markets
Come, let’s smoke a cigarette together on a dark veranda and count how many flats
We stopped talking earlier. Yet there was a chance that I’d run into you. There was a chance of seeing you on the Gollamari bridge buying vegetables.
Two flats facing each other He’s on the stairs, she’s at the door
Like my long dead father’s face
Based on a true story (‘...poets, as everybody knows,
Pass Hollywood over. It’s not the aliens but our neighbours,
When I put my first step
Honk, honk the automobile keeps sounding.
