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The Lack of Mother Tongue
rests there like correct punctuation
Aug 4
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Aadya Manan
23
15
2
FERMENTATION OF MY NEGATIVE TRAITS
On my inherited anger, avoidance, anxiety, and nostalgia
Jul 13
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Aadya Manan
23
12
2
Dear Sal
hi :)
Jul 8
•
Aadya Manan
18
19
1
An object at rest stays haunted
It is 1:43am, and I am reading about entropy again, and the universe is supposedly expanding in every direction at once.
Jul 7
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Aadya Manan
26
17
4
The First Time I Brush Your Hair
I'm so in love with you
Jul 2
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Aadya Manan
28
12
3
Conversation between two graves lying side by side
my beloved ghost and me// sitting in a tree// D-Y-I-N-G
Jun 25
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Aadya Manan
27
24
3
The Syntax of Being Alive
To anyone who doesn’t understand punctuations,
Jun 22
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Aadya Manan
21
13
1
A falling out of love poem using only borrowed lines from grocery lists, train tickets, and receipts.
An elegy assembled from the doings of ordinary life.
Jun 19
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Aadya Manan
32
21
3
And a person, when murdered becomes people
I am the eldest child of the family, which meant every room found a way inside me.
Jun 15
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Aadya Manan
29
13
5
You are Pavlov, and I’m The Dog
A conditioning experiment in self-inflicted catastrophe.
Jun 12
•
Aadya Manan
19
5
2
The Anatomy of Goodbye
A guide to surviving their absence
Jun 9
•
Aadya Manan
40
28
7
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