Jubilee Suite: Hansika Jethani

      Rallying Cry they ask me where i am from / and i do not know how to answer / because how do i tell them the story of my truths / when the all the sentences attached to them / have been conveniently buried / before they could reach the mouths of...
Remembering Grant Tarbard

Remembering Grant Tarbard

  Poem for Grant my body is no place to be stuck in  (Grant Tarbard: A Rosary of Ghosts) Each time you went away, you brought back news – how it was to look down at yourself – perfect accounts of the soul’s own grief. When you left for the last time your body was...