A digital magazine on sexuality in the Global South

Author: Kajol

An illustration showing a naked body wearing only white and pink lace panties


Looking at my tiny/ Equally dusty, torn, ravished collection/I wonder/Why I kept coming back to you.
A broken piece of copper-shaded lipstick on the right, with lipstick marks of copper and yellow lisptick smudged on the left.
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The Blindness to my Desire

I won’t shy away from a kiss, In my head I have already devoured you. I don’t want you to write paeans On how my hair dreamily cascades down my waist Or how the wind plays with my earrings Or how my beauty stopped you in your tracks And rendered you unable to function. I…