TWI Poetry : Collecting Mothers, Moonshine, Ripe Fruit

Three poems by Candice Louisa Daquin Collecting Mothers As a child, as an adult I collected mothers bewitched by what had been absent the soft strength and maturing gravitas of gentle women who suspend the sky It has long been a desire of mine to inhabit the energy of a mother’s soul, long enough to…

TWI Poetry : Reading Poetry, Vaira Mookkutti

Two poems by Pooja Ugrani Reading poetry I jump into your quagmire wading through greys like a sieve, between fictionand places that aren’t. Stained with what sticks I wish the rest remains water under a bridge. Tell me, did you jump in naked too? Vaira mookutti  keloids shine alongside stones,survival of the right nostrilthreatened by her maamiyaarwho aggressively strivesto home…

TWI Poetry : A letter to myself, Vrishabhavati

Two poems by Namrata Narendra A letter to myself Spread even, your flesh against the gnarled roots-push against the carmine walls that caress you;you will learn to outgrow them.Drape around the trunk until one can’t tellwhere flesh stops and pulp begins.Breathe in carbon, breathe out oxygen Remind yourself that you are a symbiont;move branches to…

TWI Poetry : Ad Infinitum, Window to the West

Two poems by Sufia Khatoon Ad Infinitum Add ad infinitum to your name repeat after me –  to search the emptiness is endless To remain forever you must reshape the cosmic stars black and hollow. Do you know the last remaining cell will lose track of the conscious mind?  What then my friend?  Memory too…

TWI Poetry : A Rough Draft of an Assault

A poem by Nivedita Rao A rough draft of an assault  Lack of sugar or salt  Lead to weekly assault  A kick here. A kick there.  The footprints of his thunder  Everynight, landed on her threshold  None could bear the sight it behold  * He never picked up the plate Dried. Smeared with remnants.  He…

TWI Poetry : Beyond the Scars

A poem by Chitrangada Lahiri  Beyond the Scars “You are so pretty.”She smiled, eyes depicting another story…. Old facial scars, carefully  concealed.Slashes on her wrists, under full sleeves.A broken nose, long mended.Burn marks, underneath the dresses.Reminder of every slap, punch and kick. Added expletives, in her vocabulary.Years of abuse, and things gory.All the misery and…

TWI Poetry : In our silence, Prey Now a Huntress

Two poems by Antoinette F. Winstead In our silence In our silencesitting quietly,by the fire,together, The rustle of a turning pagereminds me of children  we never bore, And, in the chatter ofsaucer and spoon,  echoes anger –dismissed,left to simmer. In our silence,the fire burns low,pages turn,and tea cools,while we sit quietly,together –alone. Prey Now a…

TWI Poetry : Blue Wife Puts Too Much Stock in a Good Day

Two poems by Hayley Mitchell Haugen Blue Wife Adopts Puppies and walks them to feel the weight of her own self lifting; in the morning, after the rain, the droplets echo leaf to leaf in her forest-ringed suburbia; the pups investigate deer droppings, parade the street triumphantly gumming tree limbs, two drooling mouths to one end each, wobbling  shoulder…

TWI Poetry : Stay at home

Four poems by Kashiana Singh Stay at home often these daysmy tongue breaksrecoiling as its energyfield trespasses yourstackling each othercrumbling intoridiculed bits you fiddle with thelast placid raisinin your cereal bowl often these daysmy words despairscraping, stutteringscreaming, streamingfilaments of a foreignbody choke my tracheamy voice raspy my fork is rapidly activelacerating the chickennudging zest into…

TWI Poetry and Art: Son et Lumière

Three poems and paintings by Oormila Vijayakrishnan Prahlad The Eyes Have It I inherited but fragments of her telomeres throwaway splices of her handsome clan but when I’m two and a half Boulevardiers down it’s Mother’s eyes that twinkle back  glitching in the powder room mirror and I become briefly beautiful –  my midnight irises…