At Least for the Moment
Jeffrey Zable Yesterday, the only thing that really made me feel better was the neighbor’s dog coming up to… Read More »At Least for the Moment
Amit Shankar Saha
Sarnatzky As An Adorably Heady Ibis (Not!) Slips On Bananas****’ Peel
Gerard Sarnat Ross*, Shawn** reports, “once told me, half seriously, that he didn’t want to know what any writer… Read More »Sarnatzky As An Adorably Heady Ibis (Not!) Slips On Bananas****’ Peel
Red Love
Alka Balain Once, a single flower offered itself, awakening shakti, summoning the soul home. Near the anar tree,… Read More »Red Love
Middle-age Liberation
Vinita Agrawal In the courtyard, I stand under the rising shell of a moon, its pale glow, a mirror… Read More »Middle-age Liberation
The Golden Lad and His Ragdoll
Arunima A. I am aware that I was brought in as a breach into your infanthood Snatching up your share… Read More »The Golden Lad and His Ragdoll
মন/मन/mind: Camera Obscura
Ananya Dutta Gupta Mental haikya? Mens, mensa, Mensuration, Measure, Meagre, Me. Do you see it? It’s a pocket. No, a… Read More »মন/मन/mind: Camera Obscura
The Old Country Beckoning with Promises of Make-Up Sex
Jay Passer mausoleums in lieu of museums to clumsily unearth, hunched over, fingers blurred (happy memories for future generations). … Read More »The Old Country Beckoning with Promises of Make-Up Sex
A Lovely Morning
Debadyuti Dasgupta I wake up in the morning wishing all art to be dead. And then I heard Kolkata’s Water… Read More »A Lovely Morning
Gods and Monsters
Jina Kundu The night is dead, the stillness echoes and haunts You are scared of the monsters under your bed.… Read More »Gods and Monsters
Watching a Rock Hudson Western at the Briscoe
Jonathan Fletcher San Antonio, Texas In a film of leathered men, I don’t know where I fit. Not… Read More »Watching a Rock Hudson Western at the Briscoe