Featured Image by Siddharth Sapre the kitchen in my ancestral home is my grandma’s fortress, home to the women and a guesthouse to the men in my family. 6:00 am knows my grandma’s morning face, her unpinned saree and tangled grey hair. stored in the creases of her palms are untold stories of her very … Continue reading
Featured Image by Ishani Das Deep slumber has met its end I get off my bed a black waterfall rises and falls beyond my shoulders a million streams of water dark as the night relish in their freedom just as I grab a hair tie tie them up and get to the day. Hours … Continue reading
Featured Artwork by Ellen Von Wiegand I’ve let several hands roam over this body; seeking resolutions to all my conflicts Holding on to pocket-sized phrases from one night stands, and injecting them in my spine In an attempt to stand a little taller than I am. I’ve let pulsating fingers scuffle through my hair in … Continue reading
Featured Artwork by Saloni Goel Chorus 1 In archwayed roofs we sit beneath our lives that’ll continue moving without stopping to rearrange for what we most need. Chorus 2 When silence stops on the corner to eat & the food cart. … Continue reading
Featured Artwork by Tara Anand This is a poem. This is a poem about a poem – about all the poems, clogged in my mind, entrapped by my mind – lurking beneath the cracks and crevices of my mind – incessantly toiling – to come out and see the light of this laptop screen This … Continue reading
This is about reclaiming yourself as something that holds value even after being lost, broken, and quintessentially forgotten. Vintage here has been used as a metaphor for holding value. can you imagine that one day we cease to exist and all that’s left behind suddenly becomes of value maybe it’s the watch that your dad … Continue reading
before there were poems in this house, there was rummy; a pack of 52 playing cards in their plastic homes, stacked on the tallest shelf ever, my 4 year old hands couldn’t reach there. All the transgressions my grandma allowed- a whole bottle of coke, a CID marathon starting at midnight, but the cards were … Continue reading
Featured art by Gujjarappa Bg The coloniser’s oppression fractured The grasp on my mother tongue — a complete mess formulated; Languages spoken countless Learnt relearnt and traced to their birthing ground — trans-generational Words and syllabi exuding soft — honey dew-ish Ambrosial nectar churning a web of comfort and homeliness Yet the coloniser’s language cuts my … Continue reading
Featured art by Egle Plytnikaitemy body is a bleeding boatthere’s firecrackers and soft stones bursting out of my womb and onto the footpath;the cracking noise was my ribs,in case you were wondering. my body is a bleeding boatit swells and the limbs spread like they were crucified with gold nails,i am not allowed to condemn my conveniences … Continue reading
Syllabus 101 includes a new set of recommendations which consists of literature, poetry and other articles. These works contain multitudes about the human condition and their essence glows with a need for more empathy in our ever-changing world. Wonder by R.J Palacio If They Should Come for Us By Fatimah Asghar (poetry) God of small … Continue reading
