Immigrant, Montana
Amitava Kumar
"I was a new immigrant, eager to shine, and if self-abuse were to be omitted from the reckoning, pure of body and heart."
"I was a new immigrant, eager to shine, and if self-abuse were to be omitted from the reckoning, pure of body and heart."
"Ovid walks at twilight through dry rolling hills. A woman is before him, trailing her hands through the tall grasses which smoke wherever her languid touch falls, blackening and writhing and turning to ash. "
"Once I had a lover. None of us said boyfriend or girlfriend the way they do now, like children. We claimed our youth as a final stage, beyond it a void."
"Set in a verdant pouf of hillside, Leger shines pavlova white against the dirty, eucalyptus green."