“Reclamation” by Mallika Bhaumik
Someday we might meet,when time has melted in us,our lives look like dried river beds Would you then recognise my face? My face might appear …
The Metaworker Literary Magazine
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Someday we might meet,when time has melted in us,our lives look like dried river beds Would you then recognise my face? My face might appear …