Prateeti Sengupta
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- Blunt Force Trauma. Or The Language of Love.Prateeti Sengupta · 2 min read · 17 reads“The flowers do fade, and wanton fields, To wayward winter reckoning yields, A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy’s spring, but sorrow’s fall.” ~~ Sir Walter Raleigh, “The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd”Abstract
- The Square Root of NPrateeti Sengupta · 1 min read · 42 reads“How can the events in space and time which take place within the spatial boundary of a living organism be accounted for by physics and chemistry?" ~~ Erwin Schrödinger, "What is Life?"Abstract
- Somewhere, SomewhenPrateeti Sengupta · 1 min read · 20 readsAnd my mind holds the key.Abstract
- Secret CookiesPrateeti Sengupta · 1 min read · 31 readsI know for sure. It’s the universeAbstract
- Ludwig van in the Night. Or the Ode to Joy in D Major. (But not both.)Prateeti Sengupta · 2 min read · 34 reads“Ludwig,” I exclaimed, “You don’t look anything like you in your portraits!”Abstract
- Death And The BombshellPrateeti Sengupta · 2 min read · 174 readsSleep. Deep sleep. And shallow. Deepness and shallowness of dreamfilledanddreamlessness.Abstract
- You, Who To The Temple CamePrateeti Sengupta · 1 min read · 293 readsDancing to frozen music in the flickering half-light.Abstract
- CatatonicPrateeti Sengupta · 1 min read · 242 readsjogging, sprinting, straight lines or circles,Abstract
- The Heart of The TigerPrateeti Sengupta · 1 min read · 381 readsAnd in the yellow eyes rimmed with black, And in the cavernous throat the tongue lolls back,Drama
- The Beautiful Ones and The Found SoulsPrateeti Sengupta · 2 min read · 596 readsTonight, the moon is a copper sword slicing through black skeletal branches fallingHorror
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