i am singing a song that can only be bornafter losing a country. Joy Harjo when......

It was past 11 pm at the airport. I had 5-year-old Kabir with me — tired,......

It’s always the acridly sweet smell of shit and matted dust crossing into Hauz Khas village.......

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Bare me. Butterfly-pin my struggling limbs to a metal table. Paralyse me. Staple my lips. Observe......

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