One Thing Happens
One thing happens, then another dust accumulates in a corner addendum, footnote, detritus, junk mail from fluffy pillow makers […]
One thing happens, then another dust accumulates in a corner addendum, footnote, detritus, junk mail from fluffy pillow makers […]
The officer asked, Do you know why I pulled you over? So I tried to explain about the correlation between
I am Hindu. They’ll likely burn me and my ashes will float on a river unless they are heavy
At eleven, I had only seen the “kissing” kind in the Mumbai aquarium, the platter-flat pink gouramis with enormous
You can take all the rusting gold I secreted away, for those monsoons until childhood slipped away; those petrichor