This GirlMeimeiIn the middle of her 90th year alive, Meimei began to remember what it felt like to dance.May 12, 20181May 12, 20181
This GirlOn Leaving Your First JobI don’t know if I’m overthinking this, but leaving your first job seems a lot like leaving your first love.Apr 23, 2018Apr 23, 2018
This GirlinPoets Unlimitedmiddleour kitchen taps are broken and our dirt hides thick on tile lines and unscrubbed bathroom walls the laundry bag is full and if you…May 9, 20172May 9, 20172
This GirlinPoets Unlimiteda writer on a stormy nightit is the dead of night and sleep won’t seep through these superglued veins dinner on tables fixed like a memorial to the ten thirty…Apr 25, 20171Apr 25, 20171
This GirlPoets in the GalleryA lyric essay to the National Gallery of Modern Art, BangaloreMar 22, 2016Mar 22, 2016
This GirlBoyfriends and the Writing ClassAll boyfriends should to be taken to a writing class.Mar 21, 20161Mar 21, 20161
This GirlinPoets UnlimitedMy Mother at Forty SixMy mother at forty six sways only slightly.Mar 21, 2016Mar 21, 2016
This GirlinPoets UnlimitedSong of PorphyriaThe storm was dark, he was no light; the cold he did not warm till I lit fire in his cheerless grate and sat by him to thaw his frozen…Mar 21, 2016Mar 21, 2016
This GirlThe Incident of The Broken KeyboardA broken keyboard is a problem that no writer should be living with. Not the ideal kind of writer at least.Mar 21, 2016Mar 21, 2016