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Sweet Tooth

It is believed that Sushruta, the ancient Indian physician, first used spherical balls of  sesame seeds as an antiseptic to treat his patients. From there, laddoos gradually began taking shape as the sweet we’ve come to know and love today.

Besides being dragged into comparison with apples 
to point out glaring incongruencies, oranges can have 

other uses too— like Vitamin C, like juice at breakfast, 
like the piquant taste of something nostalgic, like a prop 

to show how a champion bowler spins a cricket ball 
to extract bounce from the wicket. There’s no end  

to the alternative uses of things, if you just give them 
a chance. But when responsibility implores you with droopy 

eyes, there’s a chance you make a face to say Ugh. Then you 
doze off. There’s no one around to complain about your loud 

snoring. On waking up, you eat leftover mashed potato, bacon 
strips and baked beans from the English breakfast you parked
  
aside in the fridge because the cab came early and you 
just didn’t have time to eat in peace. Your tongue 

acknowledges the charm of cold things in the company 
of burning hot coffee while you begin binge-watching 

a season of Breaking Bad. As the plot intensifies, so does 
your migraine. The neighbor knocks on the door to ask 

you to lower the volume of your woofers. His son 
is studying for exams and is unable to concentrate. You 

almost make a face at his droopy eyes but refrain because he has 
brought for you a tiffin full of motichoor laddoos. Is the blow 

softened by sweetness, transformed even? Now you got 
to think of something nice to return the tiffin with. Perhaps 

a brownie or some cookies. You don’t have to 
but a mildly irritating voice is goading you— hey, 

here’s an opportunity 
to work on your generosity.

Satya Dash is a recipient of the Srinivas Rayaprol Poetry Prize and is a finalist for the Broken River Prize. His poems appear in Ninth Letter, Denver Quarterly, Poet Lore, Prairie Schooner, Cincinnati Review, and Diagram, among others. Apart from having a degree in electronics from BITS Pilani-Goa, he has been a cricket commentator. He has been nominated previously for Pushcart, Nina Riggs Poetry Award, Orison Anthology and Best New Poets. He grew up in Cuttack and now lives in Bangalore, India. He tweets at @satya043.

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Susan L. Lin is a Taiwanese American storyteller who hails from southeast Texas. She has an MFA in Writing from California College of the Arts. Her novella GOODBYE TO THE OCEAN won the 2022 Etchings Press novella prize, and her short prose and poetry have appeared in over fifty different publications. Find more on her website.

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