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  • Nonfiction > Travel & Culture
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    During my stay in India, I lived in my grandmother's flat, a small two-bedroom in the heart of downtown Pune. We lived within minutes of the famous Laxmi Street, the bhajaii valas selling their fruits and vegetables, hawking their goods loudly as a parade of religious worshippers carried a statu...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Time is short. It passes without anyone’s notice. So what makes one special when one craves to chase through time? Or even outwit it? I understand my reason for doing this won’t reach you, and I know John too. But from the two of you, I am sure you’ll be able to take the news well than h...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    i want to kiss a stranger and watch people watch the sky not knowing the true beauty is in their wonderment and sleep in wake up in a shroud of blankets as my summer slips into its grave toss and turn at three am wake up and blow bubbles at the night sky because i can read too many boo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    slivers of the moon slowly arise above the earth-green leaves of the lemon tree silver/green/lemon-yellow father sings to me of cows asleep in their manger while in their nests the sparrows sleep meeta papanya dolanchai let your eyelashes shut brown/black/henna-in-the-sunlight-red he...
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    If I were a dinosaur my skin would be purple with yellow polka dots Because for dinosaurs, anything is possible I would stomp around on the forest floor carpeted with pine needles and eat leafy fronds all day On a rainy day, I’m not quite sure what I would do Perhaps I would curl up by...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The house is packed with people The men are in the room with the flat screen TV drinking wine and discussing politics. The women, though, are in the kitchen, gossip leaking through the ivory paneled walls above the scent of warm tandoori chicken and samosas frying on the grill. Whi...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    the smell of an old book on a crisp fall day curled up by the oak tree knee deep in autumnal leaves first bite of home-baked banana bread oozing melted hershey’s kisses and the satisfying crunch of aged walnuts currying his soft flank watching muscles ripple through his equine frame a...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    seagulls screech plastic bags fly by as children give chase lips stained by popsicles sailboats bobbing far beyond droplets of white in a sea of blue waiting for me to take my paintbrush and decorate the sky when we step outside our air conditioned car the heat slams into us like a do...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Sometimes when my soul flickers the wavering flame burns my hands waiting to catch the light My spirit cannot be contained Content to stay within the lines Contempt... fuels the fire that is deprived of oxygen and gains a breath only... I see you and my soulflame sees danger (whi...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Have you ever thought that when you fell a great distance if you turn the world upside down you're actually flying?...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Dance Hear the cries and laughter Just sing Lose it all Waste more than you make Live life Eat food, drink wine Do not worry about tomorrow You might not make it that far Love If you get hurt And the pain feels fatal You are doing it correctly Steal a bowl full of candy on Halloween T...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I dance A fiery escapade Of madness or insanity Do I laugh? in the night beneath the Starry sky, Why do they call it black if I sing The navy suiting of night Even the closest star, I see what it looked like four years ago Trapped in its past It looks like God’s sprinkler spews out Po...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    broken angels without any wings they have forgotten how to fly look around under rocks and above the clouds they walk among us hold us to life before they find their wings and forget us (these sweet memories) broken angels no more drama i will not take your sweet-talking lies one more ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I have lost… my appearance. Hollow caverns lurk beneath once-sparkling eyes. I have lost… my laughter. A hyena yelp, tinged with the aftermath of insanity. I have lost… my spirit. Plodding dejectedly about shards of rocks and glass that are hopes and dreams in disguise. But o...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My dream world Is a beautiful island Awash with cerulean sea Pajamas and camis Oversized hoodies galore Loose, comfortable jeans (Remember when there was such a thing?) For when I ride my beautiful horse Along the ocean shore My house is a comfortable cabana With hammocks strung From do...
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    I let myself into the barn, the great wooden doors creaking as an old man rising from a worn mahogany rocking chair might. The scent of manure, dried hays, and rolled grains washes over me as I step onto the cement bricks, my leather boots echoing the muffled thuds of impatient horses’ hooves. Duc...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    the road to nowhere leads just there down in the doldrums where no children play weeping willows are a sickly gray and no one makes it out alive all you hear at night are screams of people who cant bear to see the fading of spanish lullabies they weave stories everybody tells me wait a...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Hut, 2, 3, 4 Shout the cheerful men Even though they might Not ever be seen again For they are going to a gloomy place Where peace is left unheard. And women, and children Sacrifice their lives. For in their ears, freedom roared....
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Every November the Festival of Lights comes around. Diwali is a joyous celebration, intended to celebrate the new year. My earliest memories of this festival are at a friend's house. At Nandini Maushi's, the house is packed with people. The men are in the room with the flat-screen TV watch...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    step on the ice cracks don’t fade into oblivion or forget how the cat yowls fall into the icy sea you cannot lose yourself to leeching memories gasp for air feel the freshness awaken you from sleep let your dreams catastrophe you push/pull you dark, empty rooms are your heats, peace o...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    What I need What I've lost Hear me out Just for now. Every breath I take Stabbing knives, One big mistake, Let the shadows of what was Disappear Into haunted grounds Suffocating, choking, losing Conscious as I fade Into the night. Blind man seeking Precious sight Purpose losing ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I look into your eyes Have we reached a connection point? You pace, you run. You howl as if you can see the moon Through concrete ceilings I am alone, as you are. I am trapped, as you are. The world presses down Choking, suffocating. I envy the rabbits, They are free to run. Do you think ...

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