Poem – My Stomach is very upset with me (How does one care for the hungry?)
As I lay on the XRay table with a tube in my nose trickling chalklike barium into my guts my thoughts wandered and roamed through the chalk seller streets of ambala and their white stained roads and barium makes its way through my small intestine into the large one as I remember how my stomach […]
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