You Take

by Anjana Basu

Originally published on July 1, 1998

You take a car, any car and hold the wheel You take a road, any road and shut down the sky You pull a cloud or two down and it rains Pours in sheets of whiskey visibility low Then you think of death, any death, of the end of a poem, of the plunge of [...]

Paris Autumn

by Anjana Basu

Originally published on July 1, 1998

In Paris I lived in a typewriter big as a house, Bigger than two houses, I slept between the g’s and the q’s Hitting a high c every time I slipped. It was summer when you went away. I wrote your name in the bars And slept under the bridges on the Left Bank of [...]