The past is not the well-preserved remains of something    excavated by archaeologists. Bad situationswere always present......

Dyed plums weep their original purpleinto the secret spaces, finite securityis an avalanche-primed winter against the......

we unzip our dirty mindsto blast the thick & glisteningthighs of hillbrow we salivate at the......

”before i die, please put me on the bare floor, kalyani.”...

a man; a woman: clods of dirt on the sill of time how we spend sighs...

“Before I die, please put me on the bare floor, Kalyani.” This, my mother said, was......

Mackerel that travelled north instead of south so it’s buttery and creamy from the cold. No......

Gauri departs To Himavan’s Cloud realm Father’s heir in name & courage...

Dedicated to the sisters in war ravaged countries At the end of the day When...

As rains lashed the chaturmashThe Buddha, planning his SanghaSaid, gaccamiBut His followersAnd Hers tooTheir Lady, flower......