By Rachana Patni

Issue no 17

Treacherous patriarchal veiled women
Who pickled customs, community, food, gods
Enforcing an identity dished out from memory.
Goddesses who embody beauty and embalm demons, riding tigers and lions

Listen to Rachana read her poem.

By Sayan Aich Bhowmik

Issue no. 16

I remember last winter
Reserved for sighing milky-ways into the fireplace
I ran into someone at the marketplace
Where lonely men display their solitude in crystal jars
Someone, wearing the same perfume
That you smeared on yourself after a shower.
The highways that have howled at midnight

By Pervin Saket

Issue no. 15

And so in these final days, everything
that can be fixed is fixed.
She is tired of a rundown world
seen through mismatched curtains
and one blurry cornea.

By Nivedita

Issue no. 14

I sit in front of the Waukesha Public Library
staring at the staircase 
I spent mornings on it,
munching my half-burnt breakfast, hurriedly.