
Taking Root
By Sandra Ngo “I realized that war was monstrous. If it didn’t kill those it touched, it took away a

By Sandra Ngo “I realized that war was monstrous. If it didn’t kill those it touched, it took away a

By Devika Mathur The shades of skin- glowing like April morningsa soft warm tone of Gulmohar tree upon my eyelids-a

By Debnita Chakravarti When the first few dropsFall through the cracked coverOf the enamel potWhere the fish lie dyingThey freeze.

By Basudhara Roy I open the heart’s cage and let fly a hundred pigeons into the endless sky, the impatient

Sayan Aich Bhowmik In Her Sleep Your shirt buttonsIn my handsTurn like the planets.Around themA ring ofAll my evening skies.I

Thanks to all who submitted their pieces for TWI’s Women’s Day 2021 Contest. We enjoyed reading all your work, and

Sanjhee Gianchandani Blue is the colour of love When you saw me first I was dressed in blue A dress

Two poems by Sarika Jaswani Untitled Beneath a black-eye& bruises blue Behind bigotry of liesA funnel for truth Nectar that

A poem by Swarnim I Have No Mirror At Home I have no mirror at home. But I do. Listen,

A poem by Jan Ball Afternoon Tea in Tombach The brutal red of the tea gardenroses: I want to shield