Gajra

Since 7 months Rita and I were living in the same apartment but merely as occupants sharing  the same roof. Our 4-year marriage was on...

Find Me Alive at Sunrise

I left while the sun was setting and came back before the dark anchored in for the night, before the neighbourhood came out to devour...

Air Bag

i have tasted air bag, it’s a badge of honor, a one-way ticket to epiphany, it tastes like burnt rubber, like powdery words sucked...

Earth-Held

I went out before light, left you naked at the door. I left you aching. I ached, too. I went into the softness of...

Poetry Grab Bag

Loose change

20

Loss and Eggs

84

the shipmaster

21

Aren’t there mornings

135

Visual Arts

In a Camper

91

Random pieces

319

Shapes and Signals

297

Fiction

Find Me Alive at Sunrise

I left while the sun was setting and came back before the dark anchored in for the night, before the neighbourhood came out to devour...

Acknowledgement of Limitation on Unrestricted Interpretation

I undertake not to use this poem for any purpose associated with the promotion of nuclear, chemical, biological, spiritual, sexual or conventional warfare, nor...

Earth-Held

I went out before light, left you naked at the door. I left you aching. I ached, too. I went into the softness of...

I Like Donald Trump

Air Bag

My friend, Fernando

Gajra