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Month: May 2020

What to Sing the Banks Collapse

We’re more than the sum  of our rations and pay, how much we add  to the GDP— you be the breeze on my summer day; I’ll be the malai   in your lassi.

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PM, Care

I’m searching for scales to weigh what’s fair: families are hungry, miles from home; don’t worry, they say, our PM, he cares. Millions are living on water and prayers, while others are forced to work to the bone; I’m still…

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Green

I dreamed I was writing in green, my father was dressed in green robes— the dogs in the park were frisking, you were spinning beneath a tall tree. I saw the capital emptied of those who hungered for home— two…

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Lockdown Lullaby

Let the ceiling fan spin you tonight,      my friends,      you don’t need to be anywhere. Go lie on a cool, hard floor,     my friends,     feel gravity hold you down. Together, we’ve come through dark days,       my friends,      there are darker…

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Weather Report

Yesterday’s tomatoes pucker  on the kitchen counter, and uneaten pulao turns  under a midnight fan. Meanwhile in Surat, police fire tear gas  at workers demanding  the right to go home—  beware my friends, the season is changing, and there’s more…

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