Magellan, poetry written by Kushal Poddar at



written by: Kushal Poddar



Mother rolls a flat bread.
It expands. It forges a planet.
Magellan, I am. My tongue
circumnavigates the being
inherited from my mother.

My mother does not have
to struggle for me. She has
to fight a battle with me,
the Magellan, explorer
of my own heart, always confused
because the territory comes
too raw to map.

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