by Prerana Kumar | Mar 26, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Indoor Cloudspotting Yesterday was leadbellied. Bearing down not floating away. A sense of nimbostratus gathering shadows outside the kitchen windows. You tick the box marked ‘chance of rain’. We’re classifying drift, tabulating it into neat...
by Prerana Kumar | Mar 25, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Two Girls on a Greyhound The older girl turns her face towards the window. Hides behind her curtain of long brown hair. Her sister is asleep. They are never going back there. Stepping off the coach, the seat of the young girl’s jeans is...
by Prerana Kumar | Mar 24, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Errata A boy at school liked to collect the broken nibs of pencils: dozens of fractured graphite tines he kept inside a secret compartment in a carved wooden case. They rattled in his bag as he walked: a constant reminder of shoddy penmanship, of...
by Prerana Kumar | Mar 23, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
fossil fast forward a million years or seven ice cream sticky fingers picking up the shell of me nestled in the sputum on the beach tilting me this way and that looking for angles tracing ice cream fingers through the ess that housed my spine look...
by Prerana Kumar | Mar 22, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
your flesh is an abacus. i touch every crumb of the morning on you dust it off part you open real slick slow my fingers knead the hard math of you, the science your goosebumps, my abacus beads that substitutes logic. you rosary between my fingers,...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 21, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
If I was that woman If I was that woman. If I was that woman in the big house with the tall windows like eyes staring across open farmland where the late afternoon sunset glazes the manicure of her lashes. If I was that woman whose Italian...
