Perfect from Miles Away
Exhausted fairytale beauty crumbles quietly while sounding perfect from afar.
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From Matchbox
Matchbox – January ’25
Lost Poem
Unwritten art lingers in scrubbing hands, crushed by privilege and patriarchy.
January 15, 2025
I can’t help but panic
There’s a lost poem
Inside caresses of hands
Of women who never learned to read or write
As her hands scrubbed her wits away
And I never found it in textbooks or bookstores
‘cause privilege bought privilege
And art suffered at the cost of patriarchy, reality, inhumanity.
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PART OF A COLLECTIONBirth of Isa and 5 other poems
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Nashrah Tanvir
Nashrah Tanvir writes poems about mental health, feminism, and Islam. Her poems have previously appeared in The Hindustan Times, Magic Pot, The Teenagers Today, The Radiant, Gulmohar Quarterly and AZE Journal. She has performed spoken word poetry with Kommune Delhi NCR, Delhi Poetry Slam and Speaking Soul.