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Jayant Kashyap
Winter’s (love) sequence—
We are in the bath, your hands
around my back, mine around yours—
everything covered in a fog.
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The hills white under snow,
you somewhat warm in a cardigan, corduroy,
boots pressing upon the cold earth.
Jayant Kashyap, after having published two pamphlets, including Unaccomplished Cities (Ghost City Press, 2020), and a zine, Water (Skear Zines, 2021), is now working on a couple of longer collections about people, places and being in love. giantketchup.wordpress.com @jaydkash
Daya Bhat
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Richa Sharma
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Emily Jo Scalzo
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