Category Archives: Women

Construction:: Destruction

This post is inspired by these pictures taken by a friend. ———————————————————- She was in the dark, as yet misshaped, unformed; still held up with sticks, surrounded with the rubble that follows survival. Even then she had the glow that … Continue reading

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W

wanderer, her friends called her for her eyes roved the horizon constantly. she liked to think of herself as warrior and her roving eyes the training of war; looking out for the dangers that lurked within the actions of enemies, … Continue reading

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Who I will be

i will begin by forgetting you every moment of you and then let go of every desire and finally erase every dream of making memories with you and then emerge the time slayer

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Literature

some people grab me like ​a coercive argument, a vehement plea for love, a gust of wind in the rain, an essay on justice, or the tempo of a classical song, swaying me with their stellar prose. you caress me … Continue reading

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Timekeepers

​ How do you know that you are alive And not the spirit of a nomad woman Driving you to restlesness Pushing you outside the gates? How do you know these scars are yours And not the injuries of a … Continue reading

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Light::Dark

PC: Aditi Kothiyal; Location: Ellora Caves on her body they play a game of hopscotch, jumping here and there. they settle in her eyes lost in time they dance together to a personal melody.

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Fire and Sky

she sits by the window on a winter morning her hands circling a cup of tea straining to see the blue sky – clean, cloudless, warm the thick black branches stretching out above her dare her to find the sky … Continue reading

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