Geography of Tongues
“I am the map/ I am the cartographer// no sextant/ no compass/ only eyes/ ears and tongue.” By Shikha Malaviya.
Read More“I am the map/ I am the cartographer// no sextant/ no compass/ only eyes/ ears and tongue.” By Shikha Malaviya.
Read More“…the Puris, those witches, wanted man-/ bhaji. I bedded one—which I don’t know—/ so all three saw me as common property.” By Jeet Thayil.
Read More“Take my relation with her tongue restless as fire./ Take my relation with her legacy of shame.” By Minal Hajratwala.
Read More“I got hungrier and hungrier./ I chewed the trees like bones, I ate their meat.” By Aditi Machado.
Read MoreFrom our ninth issue, a beautiful poem by Azra Abbas translated from the Urdu by Muhammad Umar Memon
Read MoreIn Abdullah Hussein’s skillful story, the narrator is confronted by the anger and resentment of his childhood friend, Sarwat for treating her with gender-based assumptions, not as an individual in the final short story from our Freedom Issue.
Read MoreAfzal Ahmed Syed (as translated by Musharraf Ali Farooqi) contemplates mortality and immortality.
Read MoreIn “Noor-e-Chashmâ€, Mavra Rana interweaves a widow’s grief with memories of her late husband and their married life in a poem from our ninth issue featuring emerging Pakistani writers.
Read MoreIn “untitledâ€, Ilona Yusuf celebrates the rhythms of life: childhood puberty, marriage and death.
Read MoreIn “Lullabies and Killersâ€, the poet juxtaposes survival against daily killings and burials. From our ninth issue.
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