Poetry

Fear of Intimacy

December 11, 2017

A toasty touch lingered in the elevator between breaths. A slick, green, and clean rod–encircled by mist–breached only by a set of lips, hovered gloriously in her dewy cranial plasma. She leaned forward and then so did she. They jiggled warmly together for a few minutes, chatting about color. “My favorite color is purple because … Read More

Love in Three Encounters

December 8, 2017

The half-life of love is forever. -Junot Diaz 1 11 pm. Whatever they’re having, you said, sweeping your arm our way. The bartender serves you and Julian whiskey sours. Julian goes off with my friend. I go off with you. In your bed, in spite of the sloshing in my stomach and my kaleidoscope vision, … Read More

In Which A Straight Girl has Beautiful Brown Hair

September 13, 2017

I felt myself blooming. The tips of myself shivering. Wondering. If your mouth was a puzzle piece. If watercolor would dye silt. If I could pull you in with a skein of silk. I waited: and I promised the water that spilled from me was pure. My fault, I know. My hands open to the … Read More

Different Corners

August 29, 2017

i remember those boys now as a constellation of pathologies of hang-ups and hangers-on each more bitterly amazing than the last they congregate as if for the sunset prayer but not in the insulated carpeted vaulted rooms of the corner mosque– but on street corners, less proper but almost as silent just as claimant. always … Read More

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

August 28, 2017

i have no mouth and i must scream— white woman cuts open my throat, settles herself in white woman is articulate with my tongue white woman makes a home out of my body and gifts me a smile: broken english, a fragmented scythe for a grin brown woman never speaks the same way i look … Read More

Incensed

August 25, 2017

Today, per Hindu tradition, in anticipation of an auspicious ritual, they oiled and cleaned their bodies, the floor, the walls. But it was not enough to clean only these things so they burned agarbathi to heal all remaining wounds with an aroma. Spirals of smoke in the prayer room curled like her toes. A red … Read More

July Horoscopes: Gothic Short Poems

July 1, 2017

We see light because we know darkness. On July 9th, the Capricorn full moon signifies strong beginnings and endings. Many of us will feel ready to let go of people and pursuits that no longer serve us and take authority in the things that do. Capricorn symbolizes self-preservation, public image,  and intense emotions. He also … Read More

Tara Anand and Anoushka Agrawal’s Shade Cards Talk About Colorism Through Poetry

April 25, 2017

Last week, artist Tara Anand began posting curious illustrations to her Instagram: girls of varying brownness smiling as their eyes were shielded by Pantone color cards. Shade Card, an art series illustrated by Anand and captioned with poetry by Anoushka Agrawal, set out to explore colorism in the South Asian community. Tan, 478C. Wheatish, 7644C. These women … Read More

i am harmless on the 1 train i am harmless

May 12, 2016

i walked down to the turnstile and saw two women standing properly their heels behind the yellow paint. they looked like they had never been here before. i smiled and said hello and they chose to do the opposite and so i looked forward and turn my smile back to a resting and empty face. they wore long black coats with … Read More

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