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Poem: The Best Kind of Travel

By: Divya Rosaline I do not have the money to travel But I have traveled far and wide I’ve traveled the songs of dark – eyed women With strange men by their side And I have traveled my country’s pain That…

Poem: Maudling

By: Divya Rosaline My past is fractured with memories of you Some injuries, they say, don’t heal. And while I’m one for pragmatisms I’m entangled in those Minutes Seconds Hours and Days When our orbits used to be the same. Not…

Today, I will write

By: Divya Rosaline Today, I will write. For myself. My words won’t weave themselves around people’s expectations of it. They won’t skirt around vulgarity and offense. They won’t refrain for the sake of opinions and criticism and judgment. They will breathe…

Story: The Grinding stone

By: Maya Unnikrishnan She waited for him. He was coming home after 25 years. She has changed, not the woman he brought home .She had that unsure gait in his presence, as though wanting to be there yet uncertain. He…

Story: Owl in the Water Pit

By: Gaither Stewart Martin was one of those persons to whom unusual things often happen. It was unclear whether he attracted the odd events or if the events attracted him. What is more, Martin implicated others in the things happening…