It starts like this: a girl, a train, a man. The man asks the girl will......

Let go fling open the doors free all the birds these birds embody your being your......

Why do you despise so much These out-of-fashion Artificial flowers In our homes With no gardens......

A ghazal for my Dadi and her sisters First you must find a copse of trees......

Dear God, this gharote, gharoteis a gift from deep within your heartto fill the bellies of......

This ovi was written by Bahinabai when she was widowed early in life. Here she addresses......

Migration, Exile…these are men’s words. Women have always been torn up like rice seedlings to be......

The Twilight Is Yellow Observe the magenta sepals of the lotus bud streaked with slime. It......

What comes after the thing is already part of the present After that thing: the interview/exam/wedding/......

Some rats have been trying very hard to get inside our home. They’ve chewed through exhaust......