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“Bent// on redemption,/ penitence is your fetish./ You are guilty of nothing, scrubbed/ to the quick.// You’re smarting and hence alive…” By Vidhu Aggarwal.
Read More“Bent// on redemption,/ penitence is your fetish./ You are guilty of nothing, scrubbed/ to the quick.// You’re smarting and hence alive…” By Vidhu Aggarwal.
Read More“No board exams here./ The living are coached on dying,/ the dead on rebirthing,/ the priests on parody…” By Arundhathi Subramaniam.
Read More“Uncover me. Why should I wear modesty when the world knows of my barefaced love?…” Translated from Andal’s ‘Nacciyar Tirumoli’ by Priya Sarukkai Chabria.
Read More“Dear Lady:/ I am sorry to inform you/ your star will someday blaze out/ & die. I know you do not/ hear me nor, if hear, believe…” By Minal Hajratwala.
Read More“Lately, I am told, in my native land, mothers stay up long into the night staring at all of the dark…” Weekend poem, by Zainab Syed.
Read MoreThe Missing Slate’s poetry editors talk about time, love and everything in-between in our Meet the Editors series.
Read More“Our hometown seems so far,/and the moments I miss…/even though they were,/more likely, /ordinary, /like any memories—/hooked by human love,/the most relentless of barbs…”
Poem of the Week (February 17), by Domenic Scopa.
“Perhaps desire moves in atoms,/ embedding itself in other hearts…” Weekend poem, by Jane Frank.
Read More“it’s possible this poem/ won’t be believed…” Poem of the Week (February 10), by Annabel Banks.
Read More“After all, who tells lambs/ they are raised for slaughter?” Weekend poem, by Shobhana Kumar.
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