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

the ends unwoven in—strange how the brain is programmed to seek finality, find closure, in lives......

2026 – Dream in Berth 61 In Berth 61, the chai floats upward. It steams against......

The sluggish sway of mosquito nets Your saree clinging to the sweat of your back The......

The day begins with endings. A message confirms the collapse of an arched fantasy. The news......

“I can break coercion into three pieces, ‏swallow it down three times a day, ‏but I......

I am lost in her aging cavities of desire—donut-shaped, fragrant suns blossom in my flesh.I see......

Sakhi, if only he had let me know Enlightenment is why Swami went It’s a thing......

SilenceForgive me if so often to your silence,I know no reply but my own silence.I see......

on october 21st at around 1730,a bulldozer excavates dirt. anda migrating flock of herons-maybe-flock around it.......