The Murder Story


Storm seeks a path

through the violence of the trees.

You kill me midst

the chaos

so that they won’t notice.


The roots still breathe


The molecules of minerals feed it.

In love, the keepers keep.


The chaos provides

a casket for their keeps.

You choke me

in the frozen deep of id,


and outside a shower

wets the concrete.

Move your lock. Wipe your cheeks.




Kushal Poddar
Illustration Nick Victor


Edited the online magazine ‘Words Surfacing’.


Authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island’ (Spare Change Press, Ohio), “A Place For Your Ghost Animals” (Ripple Effect Publishing, Colorado Springs), “Understanding The Neighborhood” (BRP, Australia), “Scratches Within” (Barbara Maat, Florida), “Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems”  (BRP, Australia) and “Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems” (Hawakal Publishers, India)


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