Shelves as tall as minarets. I walk through barefootthe tiles whisper in Urdu:“Kya tu waqai zinda......

“I really was abducted by aliens in McMinnville the night of the solar eclipse,” Kelly’s brother......

Savarna feminism plays pin the blameWhy feminism calls me aggressive,Says I’m too loud,Too much attitude, too......

Has it rained enough for all of her blood to be washed away?Have the clouds beaten......

Who made dinner while Rumi whirled?Who mopped the floors while Rabindranath sat in quiet contemplationAnd did......

On these days when I rarely feel like a manI break my body at every juncture–......

The first time someone sought my blessings[1] in a public space, I was taken aback. I......

there are no poems forthe mother who didn’thave her stomachsutured afterthey extracted her unborntumour,afraid she would......

the most beautiful sightI have ever seen isthe rage of one womanavalanching intothe rage of tenthousand......