Conflict is central to the way / we leave— cities, homes, people; / food joints serving black adrak chai, / its taste of unbelonging.
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‘These poems are little bombs that explode at your face’ : Namrata Pathak
In an exclusive interview with Bengaluru Review, Namrata discusses her debut collection of poems, That’s How Mirai Eats a Pomegranate.