Maruti Naik
May 14, 2021
from the internet

running short of cremation grounds
pyres lit on footpaths
some bodies dumped in rivers
found floating
the dead do tell tales

the government unconcerned
building vistas
digging tunnels
dressing windows
with fudged numbers



Maruti Naik

I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write