‘Caravan to Cox’s Bazaar’: Original Poetry by Mrinalini Chakravorty
Caravan to Cox’s Bazaar We run in the belly of the snake I hold her hand suck her swollen teat And jump barbed wire with … Read more
Caravan to Cox’s Bazaar We run in the belly of the snake I hold her hand suck her swollen teat And jump barbed wire with … Read more
“They shot my two daughters in front of me.” If there’s anything positive about the sprawling Rohingya refugee camps near Cox’s Bazaar, Bangladesh, it’s that … Read more
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