BLOOD AND FLOWERS
Sitara Suseelan Ripening purple rose, green first light, blue sky woman. It is all // Unbraiding // My ancient… Read More »BLOOD AND FLOWERS
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100th Meridian
Ryan Clark A line boundary is a stern boundary. Unearth it. You could see successive lines and surfaces marking… Read More »100th Meridian
Untitled (Last August)
Farheena S. Rehman Last August The bulbul family left When the fledglings took flight The nest still await… Read More »Untitled (Last August)
Prism
Anirban Dam Three days of introspection can change one’s perspective. For instance, the lint on your cardigan is not… Read More »Prism
if at first
RC deWinter life’s become a misshapen ceramic a crude abstract cast by an idiot ugly to look at hardly… Read More »if at first
The butcher’s shop
Basab Mondal Certain rhythms jangle here and there. Knife-edged eyes wander, the muted cries shelter in lengthening shadows. … Read More »The butcher’s shop
I licked Roquentin’s nausea
Samiksha Tulika Ransom Before I am out of bed somebody has already pasted a stale yellow morning on the… Read More »I licked Roquentin’s nausea
Impervious
Adithya Patil everybody spoke to themselves at once and i felt a million breezes hit me at once. i… Read More »Impervious
a whole category on burning
Kate LaDew on throwing precious things into fires thoughts, words, perfect phrases, loves, desires crisp, once, as… Read More »a whole category on burning
Strictly In Place
Nandini Dhar The walls thicken under the weight of the photographs, making it impossible to ascertain the words… Read More »Strictly In Place
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