“Integrity”, a tanka poem for Her
His rude comment leaves
a bitter taste in her mouth
Gas flame is flickering under the weight of a pot of turmeric milkThat is the only…
All of their voices rose like light and fell like dead moths as they spoke of the other night. No one could explain…
What makes you real is not your skin, mind or even your soul. It is your vacuity that I feel so completely that I know you exist. You are the…
We are so far away. You and I. Just as far away, as close we once were. In love. Our thoughts tied to each other, our horizons –…