Damini KaneIndependence DayHe looks me in the eye when he tells me it is okay to be fifteen and raped on my marital bed. At least I was allowed to be born, and it was…Aug 15, 2017Aug 15, 2017
Damini KaneWhen I Lost To a PoemYesterday, a poem stole my fingerprints and replaced them with a face I hadn’t asked for. The mirror on the page broke with every stanza…Apr 30, 2017Apr 30, 2017
Damini KaneA Poem For SummerI can’t associate the sun with anything except death.Apr 27, 2017Apr 27, 2017
Damini KaneWhen The Shy Girl Has EnoughIf eyes are windows, then my mouth is a door without a spare key. You see, I open on my terms, in my time, with my words.Feb 7, 20172Feb 7, 20172
Damini KaneThe Maker of RosesI should give you a bit of context before I get into this poem. I read it at a women’s empowerment event. I wrote the poem for a medieval…Jan 22, 2017Jan 22, 2017
Damini KaneSugarIf Khadija could put the sea on mute, she just might. It’s thirty degrees Celsius, she’s covered from head to toe in a coat and her dark…Jan 11, 2017Jan 11, 2017
Damini KaneIn Someone Else’s Kitchen“Some types of people don’t deserve our forgiveness.” Boiling water. Who?Dec 9, 2016Dec 9, 2016
Damini KaneAleppoTwo millimetres of graphite is the real length of freedom. Darkness, again. And broken things. The thin silver line on the glass of a…Nov 27, 2016Nov 27, 2016
Damini KaneInni’s OracleThe universe man said we live inside a black hole, but what he forgot to mention is that there’s a black hole inside us. Inni knows it…Oct 13, 2016Oct 13, 2016
