Feel how much larger the world is when you are alone – Tishani Doshi...

Is there time leftfor me to say to herGood evening MomI’m backwith a bullet in my......

Brockenhurtst Hospital, Brockenhurtst, 1915 Perhaps, they were mere bodies...

Last week, a storm ripped through unknown pleasures in arid CaliforniaThis morning, a memory ran amok......

‘mine’ he was mine until a company cleared our village, dug a Mine...

Sit on my shouldersDo not look downThe mud that now dirties my shalwarIt used to be......

Women’s memoirs have interested me such as Ayaan Hirschi Ali’s unforgettable...

For Imroz Loosen the drawstrings of sorrow you clasp around that poem, my love...

And all of a sudden, you appearLike a starburstOr a meteor on a dark nightDistilling past......

The Shape of a Wound I’m almost certain it’s there, somewhere...