Testament
And is God not a manacle
Category Poetry and Prose Contest
What Remains
They teach you to you that revolutions are swift or that they never are.
Montezuma Red
A blue door, illuminated by our carbonated haze
Remains
And is God not a manacle
Women’s Compartment
Outside the city unravels—billboards, half-built flyovers, and a guava-seller.
Letters to Sepia
Prison smells different when you laugh
to Tim in lieu of flowers
tragedy strikes the exhausted soul who stops to rest
Stream Trail in Spring
I could hear the shuffle of a spotted towhee
The weather forecast of my mother tongue
I fish them out every evening, lay them down
The Masjid
I grew up like a speeded prayer