by Prerana Kumar | Apr 30, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
A movement of flutes I’m rushing. the beer shops all close here at 10pm sharp (that’s unless you’re already in them). I’ve been eating dinner at my parents’ tonight – with my brother and sister and both of their wives. now...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 29, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
nocturne a note lingers a forward echo from an ancient song the lone woman on the long road carries it on with imperfect pitch a gate opens a door opens she is gone a continent away a man well-versed in parting words hums a tear into his own eye...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 28, 2023 | Featured, Prose
Hutch Ado About Nothing Carrie crouched beside a ramshackle rabbit hutch and watched as her boyfriend tried to squeeze through its narrow door. She’d thought it looked cramped and dingy, really too small for a poor bunny to live in. ‘Nah,’ Nick...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 27, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
A Scripted Life Each day the play starts over, you making sure you’re not the protagonist, that yes, you’re listed in the credits but not under this name, or any name you might give to be scrawled on the side of a paper cup by a barista to avoid...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 26, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Foresting Grannylou steps into the forest and a thousand Grannylous greet her. A mess of baby Grannylous roll along the forest floor, plum-cheeked and pawing at squirrel tails, giggling at twenty-something Grannylous who slot themselves into...
