The smell of phenol floats in the morning fog. At the entrance, I slip my feet......

I like pressing the calling bell in my Dida’s house. It is on the wall in......

Stand on your toes tall, watch the world Let the morning Sun glaze your thoughts...

Stand on your toes tall, watchthe world. Let the morning Sunglaze your thoughts – Orangeyellow, let......

Old woman Komboothi was probably over seventy years old. Among all the people her age in......

I peel a pomegranate,Each aril a red scar,My home is overrun,The peril is not far. A......

A thick film of yellow-grey slime in the air—Autumn each year is like this—but this time......

NatureMay be contentJust being an airyLittle shadow, from aSafe distance standing,Watching the AnthropoceneUnfold— Where’s the sportIn......

The bats are outtonight. Roller-coasting.Shadow-boxing.Enormous.Dark as moths.Flightier than butterflies.Flitter-flutter-flitterin the gloaming.Weaving in and outof the undulatingswarthy......

Ambai—pseudonym for CS Lakshmi—an accomplished Tamil writer, and the only one to be included in the......