At Usawa, we value every little thing we see and read in a poem. Sometimes we observe, with a child’s eye,...

This baby born today is not mine. Or is it?This maternity is only for banknotes,more of......

She offers to take my photograph. I say that would belovely but I don’t photograph well.......

I bleed into my paper while I bleed through my vagina. I bleed out my sorrows......

So, the nurse had been looking for a telltale sign of marriage, I realized. Upon finding......

Krr…crunch…chrrr…The sound of a door opening in dawn makes even my cold body shiver. It makes......

After the second win of Donald Trump, the known history of the United States of America......

Three books and a pen mirror purpose on the table; woolly balls of dust fly about......

Thirty years back my breasts galloped blindly on a train rushing through cold fields. I stood......

We hardly go to the rooms upstairs where Amma spends all her time though nobody has......