Poetry

Thoughts and Prayers

Thoughts and Prayers  Carpet the bottom of my tongue, mismatched  against the bruised upholstery of a nation  stitched to the sheepskin of a gun barrel.  The woolen mouth coughs into the microphone— For the victims, for the families, for the responders, for… for the screams swallowed whole  by the whirling cylinder of a semi-automatic,  for […]

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Poetry

Varanasi Ablaze

where death goes,  varanasi trails with her eyes closed.  her swinging hips, bells on her lips,  a bow-legged creature  garlanded in the scent of coal ashes.  ganga laps at her toes, the frothy tides coated in the charred remains of what was.  but  where death goes,  varanasi follows in footstep.  her dusky hair, and marigold […]

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Poetry

Postcard from Mumbai, March 2003

  My aunt was still young when the train shuddered—  wheels skidding into early graves, the shriek  of broken gears. A hazy elegy,  a bomb,  then three. That moment, muted  and comatose—its seed still asleep under her tongue, still born in salted earth, beneath the headstone  of a tiring before and a bouquet of tired […]

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