Every house has chests. Secrets folded under the stacks of silks and starched cotton. Some houses...
The Abandoned House – Marzia Rahman
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Every house has chests. Secrets folded under the stacks of silks and starched cotton. Some houses...
Translated from the Malayalam by K. M. Ajir Kutty Joemon tarried a while before opening the packet...
Translated from the Assamese by Anindita Kar In the beginning, was the music, and the music was...
My name is Malti. I was named after a flower, my grandmother told me, but she couldn’t tell my...
Shortlisted for The Antonym February Poetry ContestArtwork by Sumona Rahman Choudhury Sinking in...
Shortlisted for The Antonym February Poetry ContestArtwork by Sumona Rahman Choudhury for Sania...
Shortlisted for The Antonym February Poetry ContestArtwork by Sumona Rahman Choudhury A sweep of...
Winner of The Antonym February Poetry ContestArtwork by Sumona Rahman Choudhury bird of my breath...
I’d secret names for the men I went out with. Animal names. No, it’s not offensive. It’s...
The children of the alley made clay dolls. They sat by a rubbish pile and dressed them all. Dolled...