The Lack of Mother Tongue
rests there like correct punctuation
House Of Aadya
Moments as Art
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I Never Did Find Out Who Pam Was
But at least I found her
He Is The Cure
I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
FERMENTATION OF MY NEGATIVE TRAITS
On my inherited anger, avoidance, anxiety, and nostalgia
Dear Sal
hi :)
An object at rest stays haunted
It is 1:43am, and I am reading about entropy again, and the universe is supposedly expanding in every direction at once.
The First Time I Brush Your Hair
I'm so in love with you
I have sent you a butterfly, but you cut its wings.
and I tell you, it would be such a shame for a creature that pretty to die
Conversation between two graves lying side by side
my beloved ghost and me// sitting in a tree// D-Y-I-N-G
The Syntax of Being Alive
To anyone who doesn’t understand punctuations,
A falling out of love poem using only borrowed lines from grocery lists, train tickets, and receipts.
An elegy assembled from the doings of ordinary life.
A Fly on the Wall, a Wallflower
Stuck in the peripheral vision
And a person, when murdered becomes people
I am the eldest child of the family, which meant every room found a way inside me.
You are Pavlov, and I’m The Dog
A conditioning experiment in self-inflicted catastrophe.
The Anatomy of Goodbye
A guide to surviving their absence
Dead Men Don't Catcall, and Eyeless Men Can't Gaze
Reclamation, Rage, and Double Marginalization in Monika Kim's "The Eyes Are the Best Part"
The Problem with Labels
Every warning I could give you becomes inaccurate by morning.
Three beers, five cigarettes, and a revelation of sorts
We sat on the beach long after the families had left.