two rounds, something snapped by srishti dutta chowdhury

i sniff at every room i enter, expecting blood everywhere. starting from 
between my thighs onto the wall. this is a healthy habit.
i check the stove a couple of times for a gas leak. deaths should be as
deliberate as the skeleton of your body on my bed. could say there’s
some history there.
in my mind, a trail of catpiss. in my mind, the fire dies out as I wait.

last night, baba played begum akhtar. again and again; that woman who
yearned to die, that woman who confided in strange men in strange
places. her strappy voice cut through my veins letting open a river. the
air was salt. only so much colour i could scrape off the nails.
my eyes swivel to the old winkowl and pause, lids heavy with secrets.
this is not the night I die. when the dreams come, i welcome it.
despite the crushing feeling of inadequate reality, after. when I leave this
space, i will leave no gaping hole.
seventeen times I woke up last night, seventeen times I missed a train.
there was little to take off, but the nails fought back. the colours faded
not enough.

a crochet of blood later, we ate at each other. disciplined the storms in
our chests. nudged calves into creases. chased the crest and then the fall,
so soon, too soon.
so less, too less.

if there is a noose, i don’t die today.
if there is a noose.
such a shame the patch outlived the planter.

​                                    ‘don’t tell my father i have died.’

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Srishti Dutta Chowdhury is the Charles Wallace Scholar for Creative Writing in the University of Edinburgh (2016) and a Masters student of Comparative Literature at Jadavpur University. She works as the Prose editor for Moledro Magazine. She has just finished editing a chapbook that will be sent for publication shortly. She has been published at The Galway Review, TFQM, EPW, Visual Verse, Coldnoon Travel Poetics, Bangalore Review, Muse India, the Norwich Radical, Kindle, etc. Besides poetry, she is also an avid translator and food photographer (instagram: kafkaisafoodcritic).