Featured Image by Vijay Sarathy I’ll send you my sky framed in the pixels of my phone, and you send me yours, promise me that you will, so that we can try to find the same details in both the pictures like it’s a puzzle from kindergarten. I want to know which cloud is from … 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
I open my eyes to the sound of birds chirping, alongside that of a lawn being mowed a few feet away from my open window. My phone blares, telling me it’s time to wake up and make the most of my day. I turn it off and get out of bed, ready for some coffee … Continue reading
It was sobering finding out getting to know that things were better before the night of the red moon when you became nothing but a line on my palm when you dug an indent into each hand endlessly plagarised words drank from each other’s glasses battering the man resting in a sepulchre … Continue reading
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