The Price of Shame Two girls, hanging from a tree in a mango orchard, their families......

I let them be, as remindersof your futility, how you often hurlthings at the sharp angles......

I surrender my body to an ancient art, skilled hands markingand wounding, needles entering layers of......

(‘The Inauguration’ by Suneetha Balakrishnan was the winning entry of the 2012 Desi Writer’s Lounge Short......

At thirty-two, I am beginning to learnthat my story is not my own,my body a birthing......

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night staggering like an old woman...

As the fingers caressnew leaves sprout out of the eyesweeping the sunlight,garnishing – with the greenish......

Many loves bubble in the heartnew chasing old – as would one predatoranother – from its......

How do you interpret small miracles in the Universe? the Palash all...

I’m almost certain it’s there, somewhereBut it has shape-shifted, like a dune withinThe barren wound bleeds......