by Sairah Ahsan | Nov 29, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Composting Out again with the pitchfork churning compost into the old green bin, stinking and silent as an ancient earthen vat. Here, dirt makes no distinction between trench beds and the twirling earth. Onion shavings conspire to life by bringing...
by Sairah Ahsan | Nov 28, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
In search of a tawaif’s tale (Dilli love) This is not a frilly, mushy love letter to a city whose allure lies in defying all labels and holding the mystery key to a man’s heart, though none has ever been able to lay an absolute claim...
by Sairah Ahsan | Nov 27, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
The Kelpie Around midnight, the hour when pain reasserts its dominance, a voice behind the curtain screening my bed from the next patient’s: an intonation penetrating abstract thoughts of distance, time-lapse; tempered by the Haar, the briny...
by Sairah Ahsan | Nov 26, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Us and Them They’ve mended the park fence again, patched it over with the usual ugly metalwork, like a riot barricade. That’ll keep them out – the delinquents, the ne’er-do-wells, who break in and sit on the grass in the...
by Sairah Ahsan | Nov 25, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Return Across the barren land where blood once played its savage Holi, the fearless migratory birds have returned again. In the melancholy blue sky their wings beat with a message of arrival. Blooming flowers fell in the middle of the day— they...
by Sairah Ahsan | Nov 24, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Examining clots It wobbles slightly, red wine jelly. I peer at it, nose close enough to smell the iron, the scent of coagulant, inhaling through slightly parted lips I imagine I can taste it, how everything tasted metallic, like monkey bar poles...
