Vikrant HatwalneinNew NorthEchoesThe speed of sound is ~340 m/s. Do you remember that question template from school? The one where they asked us to calculate the time…Aug 31, 2020Aug 31, 2020
Vikrant HatwalneinPoetry Under CoverTea and CigarettesShe leans lazily against her chair. And looks around, almost as if she is doing the furniture a favour, By being in the room.Jul 23, 20181Jul 23, 20181
Vikrant HatwalneinLiterally LiteraryStar-crossedWe are star-crossed maybe. Not that we have dodged catastrophes Or that we lie awaiting an impending doom But just that we took different…Jul 13, 2017Jul 13, 2017
Vikrant HatwalneinLiterally LiteraryWhy I learnt PhotographyThe sangria that was drunk on you, The tequila that you shot, The lime wedge that you resuscitated, And the sugar that wished it was salt…Jul 6, 20172Jul 6, 20172
Vikrant HatwalneinLiterally LiteraryOf new photographs and old…On a humid Sunday afternoon in July, Mother had put him to the task of cleaning the old cupboard. It had now been put aside as he stumbled…May 1, 20171May 1, 20171
Vikrant HatwalneinNew NorthStuckI sit here staring at my screen. fingers like the legs of an arthropod spinning a web with the keyboard. I feel myself fade into an unreal…Apr 29, 2017Apr 29, 2017
Vikrant HatwalneinPoetry Under CoverIllicitIt was supposed to be wrong Between me and this girl, But it felt so right And We spiralled down the whorls.Apr 29, 2017Apr 29, 2017
Vikrant HatwalneinLiterally LiteraryIf You Love Someone…If you love someone, You must set them free. After reading to them your poetry.Apr 24, 20172Apr 24, 20172
Vikrant HatwalneinLiterally LiteraryIn-betweensI know we’ll be good together We’ll gradually fall in love maybe But you’ll want me to change for you And I’ll want you to change for meApr 3, 2017Apr 3, 2017
