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

How do you interpret small miracles in the Universe? the Palash all in bloom, looking ruby......

I was in excess of this order, more than bones I was arteries and veins desire......

Said she in a feeble voice Etch my price on my arm Or on my back......

The first time it happens, you are barely twelve So much blood must mean either wound......

Taste the rain. Feel it on your arms before the clouds roll in, slow and low.......

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

You made a Dystopia of our anthropocene —perhaps little had to be made— —for millenia made......

He hugs his tumbler of tea. It is the most precious thing. He stands beneath a......

“Delicate, slender hands, each with five fingers like thin pencils of varying heights, standing side by......