Fiction & Poetry
Jessica Singh’s Poetry
SPREAD. BUT NOT READ I feel like you walk over me, all over me, Your gait was long and…
By Jessica
April 5, 2021
Katha(k)ar
The governing eyes throughout history have dictated the acceptable forms of the performance of sex.
By Ayushi Dubey
February 15, 2024
Living in Manbir Colony
Days upon days rushed by, tatoh chiya, alu thukpa, chicken cowrie, and beer kept us warm during the rejections.
By Hitaishi Gautam
April 18, 2024
Lockdown Logs
Why does the gap feel so wide no matter how much I explain, again and again, that I do not mean to hurt him… hurt any of them? I feel torn… but Amma and Appa need my help at home. Lockdown has been so damn hard.
By Kaveri
April 18, 2024
Love belongs to me too
I see people and places,
Couples and crushes
I hear giggles and whispers.
These are the secrets untold to me.
By Gayathri
March 1, 2023
Lovers as plants in a kitchen garden
“Life’s too small without freshly cut coriander
Generously sprinkled on kadhai chicken.
Mint leaves blitzing their way with tomatoes
Ripe from the vine to the fingers dripping chutney –
Fragrances of earth between all this concrete.”
By Lavanya Arora
July 17, 2023
Loving Yourself
We carve strangers’ words onto our skin
like tattoos to be flaunted while hiding away
everything that we are from within.
By Aashi Singh
October 17, 2024
October 17, 2024
Murderously simple thing
“She rightly read the moment while I stumbled through a second-hand text.” – Jeanette Winterson But second-hand texts lay…
By Carol D'Souza
April 5, 2021
June 1, 2023
No Birds No Bees
Aria walked into her school’s auditorium, giggling with the rest of the girls, because they were about to have their very first Sex Ed workshop.
By Aradhana PS
December 18, 2024
On the day my lover would die
I would once again be theirs, in memory, on the day my lover would die.
By Sara Haque
April 18, 2024
Patriarchy Won’t Let Me Masturbate
That’s all the big roles and ethics
All there to fulfil.
Another task,
Another box to tick
Another concrete path to rush
Quick, simple and straight.
By Shashwat
June 16, 2023
Poem: ‘A debauchee’s ode to self-love’
All I have known of loving men is emotional labour, And by that, I mean back-breaking, soul-sucking toil, Oh, the relief of carrying nothing but yourself, Oh, the relief of taking nothing but pleasure from their sex
By Malini Gopalakrishnan
February 1, 2021