By: Hana Khalyleh How Far Does a Child Stretch? A horrible question, I know, but isn’t that what aging is? Rising more paper thin after every scraped knee and memory scabbed over, Yet taller and taller after each step? We measure…
By: Monika Nair Dark and dense as the color in my veins, The ink laughed hard, about to run through the paper white, Beginning to start an end, I mused over what to write. A few words won’t be enough for…
By: Monika Nair At two distant places…there’s a transparent me and a translucent you. As we walk together, our shadows follow us. I watch them play little games…watch them merge and then, diverge. I flap my fevered eyelids and gape at…
By: Sushmita Kaneri 10th has such a length, I wonder when it starts and end. In the initial days all are so ‘bindass’ freak, But later the UNIT TEST arises and we become weak! UNIT TEST ends and it is a…
By: Rupal Rathore (1) I’ve just started my story , Not knowing how it’ll end Without a jury To criticize its bend(s). (2) Let’s picture a scene Of a classroom with people, young Forty or so, aged seventeen Noise, squeals,…
By: Somrita Urni Ganguly He sat next to her, a wall, Unmoving. Unmoved? No, no, she convinced herself – A wall is not necessarily an obstacle; A wall is also about rootedness, about support. There is hope for her still….
By: Jina Joan Dcruz I breathe Into the fire of a thousand tears They are the silenced You walk Through the debris of dreams We are the silencers We dance By the valley of death Where the silence screams Of unspeakable…
By: Deva Shore I hear his voice, this priest who speaks of you,Strong, controlled, all eyes are riveted to him,He gives your eulogy, an acclamation of your lifeAs he understands it.He boasts your beautiful smile,And of that he speaks the truth….
By: Kousik Adhikari After your speech I shall laugh I have taken this inevitable oath. To remain silent, Extreme, impossible, cruel, The annoyed eyes of the fish Starves the whole night for moon, When gentle breeze blows It sleeps aside at…
By: Kousik Adhikari The poisoned words of my heart, Play like my foster children, Till without memory, just sprouted teeth, They always seeks a true cover After escaping easy childhood… youth, I notice their rustling youth With bitter eyes, Now the…