'In the memories of her adolescence / A desperate fly always tries to fly...'
Moumita Alam
A Rape Survivor’s Memories
She tries to heal. But the cotton balls that she put on her wounds after those dark encounters of childhood only grow with time.
I Am an Alam and I Am Not a Fan of the Pakistan Cricket Team
An encounter with Islamophobia that cut a deep wound in my teenage psyche, and forever changed the way I view the game of cricket.
Happy Children’s Day! (To the Children of the War Zones)
'War is an adult game / Where no one wins / Everyone loses / Where you and I are the victims.'
A Monthly Cloud Burst
A poem on dysmenorrhea, the medical term for painful menstrual cycles.
For My Teacher, Gauri Lankesh (To the Bullets Which Failed To Kill Her)
Gauri Lankesh was shot dead on September 5, 2017, on Teachers' day. This poem is a tribute to Lankesh.