August 11, 2023
Laid on the cold ground, eyes upon the stars, she held still.
If she didn’t exhale that breath and inhale another, everything could end....
March 24, 2023
Pallavi carefully put Junti to bed and sat beside her. The sounds of rain vividly reminded her of one such rainy evening three years ago when Junti had come to the orphanage with two other children.
September 11, 2022
“I love you and I always will.”
Last words spoken between dearest of friends
parting ways unknown.
Hope lingered therein,
that one day no more need for “always” would come
– only the existence of that fact would overtake
by revisited presence and love.
March 19, 2022
In my dream you were alive.
I saw you: a broken man with a crooked smile telling me
it’s been seventeen years
October 12, 2021
Emotional widows aren’t seen. It is like having an invisible illness. People can't see it, therefore it's difficult to pin down...
September 11, 2021
Schizophrenia was not your end, though the incidents leading to your diagnosis did feel like it. Schizophrenia did not remove you from existence, though you were never recognizable as the sunny, bubbly, quirky girl we used to know after that diagnosis...
January 27, 2021
There were stories and daydreams
And much talk of the future
Of serving in that place of my soul
Where he’s known I would someday go.