Brutus in Plymouth Before the Ides of March
The door opens. Enter—the Hour. The Hour is my story’s main character. —Hélène Cixous, “What…
The Purloined Microwave
…we who become the emissaries of all the purloined letters which at least for a time…
Not Quite English
She called herself London On that day She fell from the sky Child of apple…
Loving my Editor (in haikus)
I am sure that the answer, if it gets to me one day, will have come…
Love in the Time of Gaza
…thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past. ― Love…
Razaa
I must come to hate what I love, in the same moment, at the instant…
Speech
Calcutta/Bangalore The conductor looks away as I come closer to his moving ground, ribbed…
Sajda
…it is not a matter of knowing and that it is there for no-one. A…
Zephyr
There is a deception in amorous time…Yet the initial scene during which I was ravished…it…
Addiction
Drifting occurs whenever I do not respect the whole… (The Pleasure of the Text, Barthes) …