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Screenshots | A Poem by Aritrik Dutta Chowdhury

My urge to save
The screen
Never ceases to be…
And I know,
there’s still a lot of love
Left behind
and left beyond.
The onion peels unwrap,
Unclothe,
And the gritty flavour
Arouses my bones.
The spice seems eternal.
I remain a happy chef.



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