Nowhere girl

nowhere girlmutating into moonlightaway, away from love your breasts taste like vinegarunder the whirring motion of the fanon a hot, … More


blue ossicles of pain spinning combustiontranslates graduallyinto the intimacy of meteors we do not talk of lovelanguage fell off her … More


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


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


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


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

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 the flames there is only deep darkness; no movement, no speech that fire cannot quell to dust. The … 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


At evening the sky is blazing yellow and you stand at the foot of the staircase wearing your soul on … More


What’s in a breath that spirals stone from the first miracle of the wet earth? You lie between the night … More