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Sound of Silence
by Prasenjit Maiti

You are there and you are not as the doors would neither open nor close and I may see you now while the very next moment my sorrows blind me, my sorrows that are quite so gay and straight and black that I may not see you dressed in white in a darker room and smiling for a moment as you are angry like evermore ... I may even touch you in the nude and may or may not feel jovially embarrassed, my new found delights that pain me like nobody's business as you are always there and never once haunting my rich city of memories, the Chinese downtown and the WASP*) countryside, my poor city of oblivion and joyous hatred ... You are there and you are not as the doors would neither open nor close like a clash of cymbals that I may or may not enjoy like Coca-Cola as you are there and you are not dressed in white and naked stark ... 

* White Anglo Saxon Protestant

March 26, 2006

The Week of March 26, 2006   
Abortion by Prasenjit Maiti 
Afterthought ...  by Aparna Chatterjee  
Anniversary by Prasenjit Maiti 
Calcutta Oh Calcutta by Prasenjit Maiti   
Cold Collation by Prasenjit Maiti 
Erased Like Perfect by Michael Paul Ladanyi 
In the Season of Winter by Prasenjit Maiti 
Perpetual Fear by Michael Paul Ladanyi 
Seek the Silences of Your Thighs by Prasenjit Maiti 
Sound of Silence by Prasenjit Maiti 
White Diamonds by Prasenjit Maiti 

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