Purujeet Parida's
Insufficiently Understood Science Fiction Is Magic
This is where I write stories I want to tell, experiences I
want to share, thoughts that have been festering and/or
developing, as prose or with rhyme.
A flame burns bright in every fire, that draws a moth to its bane. With a flutter and a spark, a death march, if in vain, what remains turns insane. Why is it so that moths must die? So more may co…
