'I am assigned all the jobs that are dirty, for which I am incentivised with debauchery.'
The poem reflects on the communal tensions surrounding mosques, temples and Gods in the country.
What we see today is a gross violation of rights and denial of privileges, and a nonsensical leaning toward the promotion and advocacy of majoritarian ethos.
A poem on family support and the adversities blown our way over the course of our lives.
Mei’s family run a temple to their ancestors in Toronto, depicting a rich and important tradition in Chinese culture.
The poem explores a teacher's attempt to provoke thought about the vulnerability of soldiers in Northeast India.
God has been humanised, the idea of a fallible formless entity inundated and the search for the truth lost somewhere in between.
A poem on the cities that exist and the cities that should exist.