Fiction & Poetry
Body-doubling in the Digital Age
My mother will be so ashamed of me for ‘dying for sex’.
By Apoorva Ravi
February 17, 2026
February 17, 2026
February 17, 2026
When I Grow Up I Want to be a List of Queer Possibilities
To be a gentle / friendship breaker for S. To be // a candle-lit confetti apology for S.
By Aakanksha Ahuja
January 16, 2026
Not Quite Anything
He didn’t wear his identity on his sleeve, and therefore he seemed more real than most people who did.
By Taarina Therese Chandiramani
January 16, 2026
November 17, 2025
Having a Tea with You
On calls your voice greets me, balm to the parched everything.
By Carol D'Souza
October 15, 2025
Eden’s Witness
Today I told him that rain wasn’t from evaporation or condensation. I said clouds cried because they missed water so much.
By Taarina Therese Chandiramani
September 18, 2025
The Tree on Which Orchids Grow Safe
I’ve never known the answer to childhood questions…
By Lavanya Arora
August 19, 2025
what cannot be said (will be wept)
It is not a word you expected in this poem,
Or in any poem at all.
By Malavika Krishna Kumar
July 16, 2025
July 16, 2025
Words, a blade!
These are their words, their vision,
a blade that left a cut in my veins
By Abdullah Erikat
June 17, 2025
Not Quite Anything
He didn’t wear his identity on his sleeve, and therefore he seemed more real than most people who did.
By Taarina Therese Chandiramani
May 19, 2025