Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Juicy











I have tasted nectar-
in my dreams,

And been denied it,
when I was awake.

Is it my fault then
that I keep dreaming?





-Jason


With glee in her yellow,
bulbous eyes
Miss Emerald Pistawalla 
(M.A., English Hons.)
watches me:
a delicious prey among a herd of students
that accurately feign attention.
I alone have not Donne,
Plath or Frost.

She licks her lips
and thinks up a luscious new punishment.

-Nikita















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7 comments:

  1. UnknownDecember 22, 2010 at 1:21 PM

    Niks: Emotions = Juicy ? Brilliant ! :)

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  2. ChinnuDecember 22, 2010 at 7:51 PM

    i love... miss pistawalla?? :D
    -shweta

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  3. AGLDecember 22, 2010 at 10:01 PM

    i alone have not donne... me likes :)

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  4. savieraDecember 23, 2010 at 5:49 PM

    She licks her lips
    and thinks up a luscious new punishment.. hahaha

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  5. Jason and NikitaDecember 27, 2010 at 12:21 PM

    :D Thanks for reading, guys. Any suggestions for next week's Shots???

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  6. ReshmaApril 22, 2012 at 5:13 PM

    @Jason: I love your's more this time. It's very sufi-poet-like. And Nik, "I alone have not Donne"? Lol, brilliant!

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  7. ReshmaApril 22, 2012 at 5:14 PM

    I meant yours*... ugh.

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