Abjured Wobble

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Contributor: Shinjini Bhattacharjee

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Sometimes the only way
to pronounce ‘interrupt’ is
to pinch the hollow inside
its middle.

Whenever I sign on
top of my lungs
it gets a zero.

The wrinkled throat fails
to catch up with water
every time the clinging words say yes.

We need some desperate imagination to
scrape the best
out of a broken egg yolk’s
medicine bottled drawl.

Till then let us drop our sawdust folded
breaths in
the fist drawers
tick-marked for archived gravity.

Hush, thick black lines taste the time that falls on your cells.


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Shinjini Bhattacharjee is a poet and the Editor-in-Chief of Hermeneutic Chaos Literary Journal. She considers herself to be a lexical photographer who loves to rummage through language to find words that smell like infinite spandex, and weave them into images to cloak her experiences and emotions.

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