SynopsisA Poem by Satish VermaValentine? What do you want
Valentine?
What do you want to read? Between sex and surrogacy? No monikers. Pure frankenstein! O, naïve culpabilibity, do not sleep on my arm. Unmoving, the suffix disappears. I am still holding the question mark. © 2018 Satish Verma |
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