It arrives softly, driving anxiety up your torso, hiking up your spine and into your head.
We talk about ‘common sense’ or dismiss things as ‘nonsense’, but we rarely think about what sense itself is until it goes missing.
As Hannah Gadsby says, "when you destroy a woman, you destroy her story."
A poem about the different expectations we keep for girls and boys in the same family.
In this poem, a man imagines the life he could lead if he never marries.
An uncomfortable, rousing piece of spoken word poetry for our fraught political moment.
A poem about the rise of Hindutva politics – and the ways we can resist its onset.