Quietlyin insanity or love,weaving the laughter in your Medusa hairstreaming down your breastsin wild cankerous silence, do not ask, but … More
Category: poetry
Precipice
This was supposed to be many things,but not love. Just as we had rehearsed a million times,this is the part … More
The night you set sail
you didn’t look backbut kept drifting aimlesslybeyond the far of beyond your mouth twisted into turbulenceyour gaze speechless moving away, … More
Logging out/Error 404
Sometimes I watch youwhen after a long day at workyou log out and snap off the WiFi cable. I try … More
Nowhere girl
nowhere girlmutating into moonlightaway, away from love your breasts taste like vinegarunder the whirring motion of the fanon a hot, … More
Combustion
blue ossicles of pain spinning combustiontranslates graduallyinto the intimacy of meteors we do not talk of lovelanguage fell off her … More
Precipice
The day your voice collapsed bit by bitlike a delirious refrainI was crushed under it. Walking round and roundin involuntary, … More
Instant love
When in doubt, you were blinded by the love that kills with the sharpness of an accidental glance. At work, … More
Iron cactus
When you flashed your smile on the shop window and disappeared in a blinding glare down the spiralling manifestations of … More
Metronome
Sylvia, are you listening to the sound of tired earth breathing? Here seasons change, people fall in and out of … More
Poisoned letters
In July, you wrote to me in poisoned letters. Empty letters I had written to you from Paris, Vienna, Kolkata … More
Masquerade
You’re growing on me again with the quiet violence that only love can offer. Turning around with an automatic smile, … More
Woman burning
Woman burning, the mob spreads from house to house setting bodies on fire. Woman burning, smoke rises from the ruins … More
Missed futures
No one ever told you when in school you would obsess over dotting your i’s and crossing your t’s while … More
Ritual
The tragedy of the afternoon takes a turn for the worse as the doctor enters the room. With practised indifference, … More
Your voice, falling
Your voice falling falling endlessly through shadows of the evening lengthening on teardust like light dripping on windows branching into … More
House of song
No one comes anymore to your house of song. The naked woman rides her melting horses through the breeze. The … More
Totem queen
The wind-taxi celebrates the fall of the totem queen. The horse runs with a pistol through rainfall. In a century … More
Inside
Inside, inside the flames there is only deep darkness; no movement, no speech that fire cannot quell to dust. The … More
Ruins: poems on cities and desire
[This is an ongoing project on cities and desire.] Solitude You and I have spent centuries travelling across ruins in … More
Musings on laughter
Anatomy of laughter What is laughter if not borrowed speech dwelling on stolen time which has the lightness of derision … More
More dead than dying
When they throw you out at a busy crossing, naked and bleeding, you think, perhaps you might have saved yourself. … More
Biography of a photon
There’s nothing but walls, old grey walls, cracked walls, a wall of walls; several layers of cloistered space with damp … More
Forgetting
At evening the sky is blazing yellow and you stand at the foot of the staircase wearing your soul on … More
Rupture
Rupture -1- They speak, who do not speak hiding their face in a cage of sparrows. Their medusa grin … More
Breath
What’s in a breath that spirals stone from the first miracle of the wet earth? You lie between the night … More
Library of Mirrors 