by Tapabrata Mukherjee
1.
As you talk of vibes, I feel the sounds of the afternoon; dripping, wet, yet unloved.
None but Poseidon knew the true self of Medusa
...before he raped her.
2.
Nobody has ever seen a happy whore,
Yet everyone was left broken to the core
when they left.
And she smiles like an evening star; every day.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Tapabrata Mukherjee, a Bi-lingual poet and short-story writer from West Bengal, India is fluent in both English and Bengali language. He has claimed his place among the Bengali-language translators with several of his translation works as well. Tapabrata has so far penned 10 books, including a collection of translated poems. He is a well-known name in the Bengali literary societies. The poet is mainly associated with the 21st-century Little Magazine movement, and strongly supports the views and avant-garde approaches of Little Magazine establishments across the world.
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