Andaman and Nicobar Islands During the 2004 Tsunami
A place we fell in love with and made our home, a place where crabs crawled up to the porch as we sat in bamboo chairs, sipping our morning chai,… Read more »
A place we fell in love with and made our home, a place where crabs crawled up to the porch as we sat in bamboo chairs, sipping our morning chai,… Read more »
The summer breeze sways bunches of green mangoes left and right on the neighbor’s tree which stretches its limbs into your courtyard. The fruit reminds you of the mango pickle… Read more »
Respond to job postings within cycling distance of the beat-up apartment you share with three college mates. Get interviewed and hired to sit evenings at a stone-front house with a… Read more »
I step out onto the patio and watch the sun slide behind the barn across the road. The bronze highlights the unshaved gray-rooted hairs on my arms. I sit on… Read more »
This piece was published in 100 Word Story. My name is Sara, I say. I’m from India. Never met an Indian with that name, they say. Is it short for… Read more »
This story was published in the Hennepin Review. The phone vibrates inside my pocket as I sit in the verandah of your house, my childhood home, holding a washed apple… Read more »
Two stories published in Ruby Literary: Birthday Expectation Her husband asked her to make pooris for his birthday like his mother did. Round, puffy bread dotted with carom seeds, fried… Read more »
1. When did you start writing?“I started writing when I immigrated to the USA, about 18 years ago. I had always been a reader, and moving here provided solitude and… Read more »
These summer weeks are flying by! Kellie and Sara sit for a chat about inspirations, hard work and observations of a new . Not to mention her exciting new chapbook… Read more »
MP: Absolutely! As soon as you said those three things, I thought, “that’s the chap.” I also think it’s interesting that those themes are present in Giving Care, feminism as a quiet… Read more »