Fragments of an Account of a Journey to the Lost Plague of Amarpur

(To preserve the format of the short story, we have made it available in a…

Three poems

Turmeric My mother is a shade of cinnamon,probably less brittle. She wears bangles —white, red…

Universe on a Banana Leaf

There are more stars, youused to say, thanall the rice in your aluminiumtub. On my…

Three poems

Saffron An avid reader of the Punjab Kesari, my fatheruses the toilet longer than any…

Three poems

First Person I’m sure I initially saw you, the mandrill,in a children’s illustrated photographic book…

Three Poems

August Twenty-Twenty This has been the longest not-August,the unwieldy-est still-March, my windows fogged with tomorrow’s…

Two Poems

touchscream diwali outside, & names smoke on my tonguewith the taste of burning diyas /…

Phototaxis

* We wonder what the moth wonderswhen she flutters to the lone,warm bulb that stuttersin…

Two Poems

The Shape of the Known Universe (To preserve the format of the poem, we have…

Collateral Damage

I didn’t fear Radhika until I had fallen in love with her. Our first years…