If someday I don't come out
Of my imaginary universe,
Please do rush there for me....
No, dear I'm not a coward,
I'd never escape... But,
The unicorns of my imagination,
Are so cannibal now. Perhaps,
In the course of eating each other,
They would eat my whole being....
.
- Ipsita Mitra Pupu
04/05/2021
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Tender
PoetryA Poetry Collection by an Everywoman about an Everywoman... About her brain, her body, her wishes, her needs, her psychology, her intellectuality, her love, her pain, her everyday battels, her scars, her strength, her weaknesses, her concious, her u...
