Poetry

Just ice when the fire’s lit

less than 1 minute read  by Roy Duffield

         If what they said           Was interesting And their interests Were what they said

Two Poems

2 minute read  by CL Severson

Essential Vocabulary for Transfolk

To the Poets of My Generation

1 minute read  by Milly Brown

I fear we are singing to ourselves, Chanting love songs Across a candle-lit and empty time Between the backs of our minds.

Three Poems

4 minute read  by Teodora Nikolova

miasma theory

Slice of Life

less than 1 minute read  by Robert Beveridge

They told us we’d found the true spirit of grindcore but all we had were walks on the beach and the inevitable fondnesses for horses and people that led to i...

My Mother’s Kajal

2 minute read  by Mayank Manchanda

She brings the lipstick close to her lips, her lipstick becomes more wrinkles adjacent to the lips than lips, her hands tremble as she picks up the kajal1. ...

flowers for sale at a newsagent

less than 1 minute read  by DS Maolalai

not feeling recently so very inspired in spite of birds which wheel and scatter on the sky like salt on bacon.

Dissent

2 minute read  by Abheet Srivastav

I wanted to write a dissent poem, but they said that not more than three lines can assemble together.

Discovering Your Roots

1 minute read  by John Grey

Your great-grandfather wasn’t part of the resistance. He served the war years on the wrong side. The best you can hope for is that he despised himself. Other...

COVIDcopia Cadences

less than 1 minute read  by Gerard Sarnat

Strange TMI factoids we learn trawling through progressions of non-dark websites regards all manner of TP [hint: not tooth paste].

What will you write

less than 1 minute read  by Utkarsh

when your hands droop impotent and your thoughts are paralyzed. What will glimmer in this gleaming oblivion? Compose yourself first. Pick...

Windows

2 minute read  by Aparajita Deb

Windows in my house are dealers of bugs, friends with spiders. Shut so tight, if they were women, they’d have identical lips all aligned in a single line. ...

Two Poems

2 minute read  by Jaishree Kumar

1947

Pile Driver

2 minute read  by Gaurav Juyal

I am a twenty two year old reservoir Ready to cave in Like a suicidal blood clot I put my name in the goblet For a space program I know there is no returning...

Two Poems

2 minute read  by Smriti Verma

Images from Childhood The memory quickly fades into origin: days of sunlit, ashen mornings, and the golden –

Refuge

1 minute read  by Sonakshi Srivastava

It’s a circumambulation - For you and I A perpetual hunt for each other, And one that knows no end.

Limbo

1 minute read  by Upasa Borah

Limbo. Dying undying. Living unliving. Where do I belong? I peek through whitewashed windows and see golden lights, Stars maybe, if stars resided on Barr...

Neighbourhood Bulletin

1 minute read  by Prithvijeet Sinha

Once there was rain with the rainbow, friends with butterfly scents and snails touched by index fingers, back in the day when hands joined in the warmth o...

Two Poems

1 minute read  by Purnima Singh

Working Class Houses

Home

1 minute read  by Thliring Daulaguphu

One late and silent evening quite a few winters ago, Nosain took me in lovingly, as she did all her children before me.

Two Poems

2 minute read  by Kanika Ahuja

For the Tourist at Lal Qila, Delhi

We Called Her Soul

2 minute read  by Prithvijeet Sinha

Look down, little baby. there she sleeps in that modest, open casket, inhaling all her graces and hallelujahs in her serene passage to the good Lord.

Two Birds

2 minute read  by Amalia Abbar

Author’s Note: stillborn and stillbirth.

To Frieda, With Love

1 minute read  by Ishani Pant

Frieda, listen little love Frieda. You have scars and burns and bumps-a, And stretches and cracks that may look rueful, But nothing little love, can make ...

The Oblation

less than 1 minute read  by Kunal Panda

It lasted for seven minutes, A hush, a bluff, a thrust, in and out It is all the rage to grope, fondle, maul. The boy was told in the strangest time, It was ...

The Happiest Place on Earth

1 minute read  by Azal Dosanjh

I like to place bricks on my voice, So it will let out only whispers, When my eyes are listening, To the moonlight falling asleep, On seabed. I like to tie ...

Ten Talks

2 minute read  by Gaurav Juyal

1. The stones arranged like a staircase that once made Pocket size waterfalls along the stream course Now turned into bricks you call house So when you brin...

Politics of the Divine

less than 1 minute read  by Khadija Rehman

Tug O’ War? ‘Twixt Arabic verses, and dialectics? House of God— a pilgrimage to Mecca— a mandate? Pelting stones, and Satan— salvation? Diktats of Islam— a r...

Out of the Blue

less than 1 minute read  by Tushar Rishi

Red has grown tired now, of the exhausting symbolism, crushed by the burden of representing love and blood, of inducing blissfulness in a loving heart, or in...

On The Edge of the Storm

1 minute read  by Kushagra Tripathi

The storm brews afar in the sea We can’t run and we know it You’re worried, or so you say And look into my eyes searching for answers I am no library — I ill...

For Hoshiarpur

1 minute read  by Jaishree Kumar

hoshiarpur turns pink at sunset the setting sun casts a tint on nameless faces, nameless roads, nameless graves. the setting sun sets fire to the fields the...

Homecoming

less than 1 minute read  by Ishita Gautam

Home

1 minute read  by Soumya Vats