“So what made you approach me?” I gulped back my leaping heart at her question. In that microsecond All the reasons I was going to simplify Became complicated. Oh, I don’t know. The sharp look in her...
Plucking out and throwing away The world stinging her as thorn, This girl walked swiftly away somewhere. Translation of Ismail’s Telugu poem, original below. ఆత్మహత్య తనని బాధిస్తున్న ప్రపంచపు ముల్లుని పీకి పారేసి...
Most of us, when overcome by feelings of disconnectedness from our surroundings, experience a sense of inner agitation, which is not that different from the experience of being a stranger.
Heavy heart. Price one pays for not having two bodies.
“Perhaps being in one’s own homeland shapes everything. By this I mean that being an immigrant also shapes everything.”
Is now the time
From life to death?
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