On my bay window, watching the sea in the unseasonably warm September air. The sky is a pale, pixelated grey today, a stubborn act of life in a world that feels increasingly synthetic.
It’s so easy, to let habit become fact. To let …
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Whilst I Wait
I rinse the rice
until the water runs clear, three times, four,
the way my mother taught me
The kettle starts. A message
from a managing director somewhere needs me
to look at a deck …
The Future That Already Happened
I was ten the first time I read it. The internet had not yet arrived in my town. I want to be clear that this is not a flourish for atmosphere. It genuinely had not arrived. Computers were still a rumour from elsewhere, although they would turn up at school soon enough, …
Happy Valentine’s, My Love – Thank You for Not Beating me Today!
My lover arrived in the winter of my thirteenth year, though I did not know it then. It came as a shiver that refused to leave, a cold that lived beneath the skin and would not be warmed by blankets or tea or the sun that fell across my bed each morning like a …
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the keeper of constellation
Some magic requires no wands. It is a quieter craft—the gentle, persistent pull that keeps scattered stars in the same constellation. For three decades, in our constellation of schoolyard souls, that magic has been Preeti. She is …