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Issue 13: Spring 2019

Fiction

Italy Second-Hand

The Boy Who Will Cure Everything

Poetry

An Evening in Hazrat Nizamuddin

A marigold rolls
on marble
like a hundred girls crossing their arms
over the closing eye of the sun.

Walking on Marine Drive at Midnight

The sea cuts its mouth open
and gurgles a lullaby for the
sleepless. The cities we love
grow in different dialects and

forget old dreams.

Lucky

When the crumbling reaches your face,
you’ll have to keep calm,
because even your tongue
will fracture into fault lines.

ode to mehendi

i keep my hand pressed against foiled lace so not

to wrinkle a design so not to ball up in remission
at my mother’s feet with nothing but a child’s

dream in hand what if i wasn’t an only daughter

Essays & Interviews

Adventures in Nose Piercing by Lakshmi Jagad

I just want to look pretty, and that seems like a reasonable aim for a diamond to fulfill. I like the tiny invisibility of this diamond. It feels more girl, less woman. It feels naive, hopeful in the best way possible. It makes me think I can write my own roles, play them the way I think fit, discard at will, and move on.

On Summers with Totto-chan by Priscilla Jolly

When I had a moment to myself, I placed both my palms on a tree trunk, laid my forehead against the creased bark, closed my eyes and wished it would say something, anything to me. To see if landscape would speak to me, to see if it would give me a world, just as it did all those years ago.

Reviews

Green is the Colour of Memory by Huzaifa Pandit

We are what our homes make us.

In The Sanctuary Of A Poem by Salil Chaturvedi

Opens our eyes to beauty in the seemingly mundane.

Eating Wasps by Anita Nair

Every choice requires courage.

Unmarriageable by Soniah Kamal

Stands on its own.