Fiction & Poetry
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
Patriarchy Won’t Let Me Masturbate
A man must do it all with a ‘hard edge’A little rough, nasty, brutishWith courage and temperance, wisdom and justiceWith…
By Shashwat
June 16, 2023
June 1, 2023
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
Lovers as plants in a kitchen garden
Life’s too small without freshly cut corianderGenerously sprinkled on kadhai chicken.Mint leaves blitzing their way with tomatoesRipe from the vine…
By Lavanya Arora
July 17, 2023
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
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
I will meet you post quarantine
A kiss for the side of your neck One for the last of your back For a year that we…
By Aishwarya Shrivastav
December 1, 2021
I want to 377 you so bad (and Other Poems)
i want to 377 you so bad till even the sheets hurt i want to ache your knees singe your…
By Akhil Katyal
June 17, 2015
I never liked your beanie
I only ever read your letters
to learn what patterns to avoid
in future relationships.
By Hritvika Lakhera
May 4, 2023
Did you see?
They’ punch him
with the pejorative
‘sissy’
and blame him for his smooth skin
and pink lips
for all ‘their’
disoriented gazes.
March 1, 2023
Constructing Pillars
Unbiased academic Pillars Stand rock hard and Straight-shoot to the sky. Pillars My teacher tells me all…
By Bhavyakirti Singh
April 5, 2021
Coming out as small
They lay eyes on him, they see a body out of the gym. A black, thick beard, in a need…
By Abdullah Erikat
August 10, 2023
At Chattar Manzil
We are two boys in our early twenties
who can read touch like that, who have broken into
a 200-year-old mansion, without permission,
to see from above where people like them go
after 377 has been read down only for those
who can stay behind closed doors — in the custody
of cheap hotels, or houses that welcome nights
with the sound of latches closing.
By Aditya Vikram
February 16, 2023