Amit Majmudar | Amuse Bouche

Jan 7, 20242 min read

Survivor

When the pandemic breaks apart, it leaves cracks in us all, Jagged edges of rusty voices escaping isolation with us all. As walls became...

Dec 28, 20233 min read

Nocturne, A Sonzal

Nouns go into hiding. I wake in the middle of the night And cannot remember the name of this year, this night. Defying gravity, nouns...

Too long for a journal? Too short for a chapbook? From time to time I will offer something more substantial than a tasty morsel. For example, I want Playing in the Field of Robert Duncan to be read as one poem.