Citizen of a Morphing Nation
This poem first appeared in FortheSonorous The morning after the elections results night I try to tidy up my disheveled living room Picking up strewn blankets and pillows As a… Read more »
Monthly Archives: November 2017
Sun Across Continents
This post first appeared on The Pendora Magazine. Every winter morning, I open the blinds and look out the bedroom window of my suburban house in Ohio to see if… Read more »
Skin Palette
My high school friend and neighbor, Juhi, and her elder sister, Komal Di, had skins the color of milk, so pristine and flawless that I used to think my brown… Read more »
No Tattoos
“Your turn,ready?” I display his name on my collarbone. “No. Because this is all so stupid. Ink shouldn’t hold us.” a 21-word story for #MicroMondays-6
The day of gold
Everything is a scintillating gold Jasmines and beads shroud my eyes But my taut lips stifle my dimples There’s no tinkle on Mother’s wrists She smiles, placid in soft… Read more »
Denied
This piece first appeared on Mutha Magazine I don’t know how many times I tried to convince father, but he loathed travel or any other disruption in the routine and… Read more »
Take Notes
“This is urgent. Take notes.” He said.“Your fragrant breath…” She bent deeper into her steno pad. “ Your milky skin and sugary lips could melt under…” “I got it… Read more »
Across My Window
I want us to be the pair of geese, sailing in love in that little pond across my kitchen window. My idle imagination begins to soar. My eyes holding the… Read more »
A Tale of Growing Up
This piece first appeared on Parent.com “Mama, can you stop at MacDonald’s drive-through? I’m super hungry.” says my 14-year old son. It’s Thursday evening and we are returning home from… Read more »
Grief and Motherhood
This piece first appeared on Mothers Always Write: My sister calls to tell me our dad is ill. I book a flight to India the next morning. Now, my sister… Read more »