Preetha JayaramanA walk in the parkA woman blows a kiss up at her balcony — behave she shouts. Reveal. Black boxer tongue out barking, very much misbehaving. She walks away…Aug 9, 20231Aug 9, 20231
Preetha JayaramanJJFirst the birds came. In dreams and shadows. Everywhere I looked, in the skies, reflected on shiny floors, outside windows, there were…May 26, 20231May 26, 20231
Preetha JayaramanA noteThe color of the shirt I wore to my father’s cremation was purple, the shade of a nasty bruise. Two weeks later it lies at the bottom of…Apr 5, 20231Apr 5, 20231
Preetha JayaramanOne lost slipper in MadrasWhen I think of Madras, memories arrive like notes slipped under the door.Jun 9, 2022Jun 9, 2022
Preetha JayaramanScreen timeYou are watching a movie. The hero is walking down a corridor in stealth mode. His demons lie behind a closed door at the end of the…Oct 16, 2021Oct 16, 2021
Preetha JayaramanFinding beautyWhile I lounge in my tracks all day, I think of my Patti when she was younger, how she would wake up at 4 am every morning. On the days I…May 25, 2021May 25, 2021
Preetha JayaramanFootnotesOn a beach one evening we picked seashells to take back home.May 7, 2021May 7, 2021