My therapist says I have a gentle wolf living inside me. She means, I think, that......

i w a n v t e i m h a l f n e r......

The flanks of the brown river beneath the massed and shadowless clouds fan out and slide......

i alwaysremember thefirst time i mistookthe dulcet desire for daringdevotion—the steamy ways handstangled in half-lit rooms......

it transpires with a honkthat shatters terra’s atmospherea mute swan sundering through gravity’s larynxlike a winged......

Any account of contemporary Indian literature would and should be incomplete if one does not consider......

My sister was diagnosed with Ewing sarcoma when I was in my fresh-man year of high......

When you look, Mathematically close enough, You see a dysfunctional fountain, Left to maintenance that lets......

Darling, of course it’s love. No, I know, I don’t blame you— or at least, don’t......

A butterfly. A fire. A sacrifice. They arrive at different times. One vanishes before I ever......