Or, Why a poet can never save the world Like a strange afterthought, the X-ray machine in the dark room … More
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Rain
Like trees violently shaking in the breeze and being torn apart uncontrollably, we drift away. At the bus stop, the … More
Aunt Sharmila plans a wedding
Aunt Sharmila returns from New York at midnight and calls my mother. Over a hour and a half, she forgets … More
My God does not
My God does not order me to burn people at the stake because our homes, with roofs falling, water gushing … More
My friend’s professor
My friend’s professor is a thorough gentleman. I have heard he never misses the early morning lecture at half past … More
United’s doggedness puts PSG’s showboating to shame
Angel di Maria is running down the wing, frothing and fuming, like an artistic steam engine on 5000 units of … More
A walk across old Chinatown
If you take the turn into Sun Yat-sen Street from Central Avenue on a lazy Sunday morning, you will find … More
Poems on winter
Winter is coming It always feels strange when October comes. I sometimes sit observing the fireflies trapped in … More
Lingering
How do you bear spaces that are haunted with refutation, the caprice of foamy sentience perhaps still pebbled with cold … More
Death of a poem
The poem always comes to you in moments of crisis. When after the lingering effects of last night’s quarrel, you’ve … More
Wind
No more of witch-hunting in gramophone voices. No more of staged distractions and dilapidated laughter. Erasing with a wind compass … More
Redemption
Faces grow like petals in a footage of voices wobbling in repetition. I try to unlearn the grammar of her … More