All my dreams are scentless white flowersall my yearningsearnest, thriving, intimate. They’rescattered volcanic islands on placid lakes. Cradled in plate tectonicsand mantle plumes, notlong enough to last. While a day is all I count now,no more no less, I bring only small buns and smaller wantsto the modest table at our home.It’s a farmer’s simple […]
Mandira Pattnaik
Mandira Pattnaik's work has appeared or is forthcoming in Eclectica, Panoplyzine, and Variant Lit, among others. She is a BotN, Pushcart, and Best Microfiction nominee in 2020. Find her on twitter @MandiraPattnaik.