Category: NAW Poetry

‘Lit Talk’ by Angela Gabrielle Fabunan

If you find a girl, don’t make her yours— she won’t get your obscure literary allusions, so why not give up on poets who cut lines in search of heads, top quite gone?   You can turn any word into…

‘Speak’ by Angela Gabrielle Fabunan

1 I saw the reflection of you in my morning cup looking like me. Oh Narcissus, our love of peering at ourselves is only an illusion. Do not be afraid of the edges nor the ripples in the water, it…

‘Liwat’ by Imran Khan

You strung them up together, A constellation of sin, Black suns, primitive blurs, counterparts to our purity, As if humanity turns inside Out by a type of love you won’t accept. You can’t Repress this urge for beauty killed. It’s…

‘Leaving Home’ by Shruti Shukla

Going to every room, touching every wall— embracing, feeling, absorbing like you can take it away, along some of it at least. You can see yourself little, fragile, undamaged in your summer courtyard of 1998 running, falling, giggling, fighting; now…

‘Hope Falls’ by Ranju Dodum

We fall, into the abyss. Into the pit, dug by our Actions, our Inactions, formed of our Misdeeds. Yet, blame, we shall, our Misfortune.   The Tides- they rise. They fall. The Virtues we thought we held dear; the Promises…

‘MENU (Side A)’ by Glenn Whalan

Fried chicken cashew nut, She’s hot in a sassy Indian curry salad Sort of way. Fried chicken with oyster sauce Lips parted; Stuff omelet, She’s hungry.   Deep fried pudding fish with curry – (Pouting flesh, lipstick crimson) Fried fish…

“The Struggle Within” by Arshiya Kausar

Another day of sameness Spent in a cubicle space Lying down Silence intervened with only Slow squeals of the ceiling fan Fighting a limp battle Against the resonant heat That makes sweat trickle down That wizened skin of his He…

‘Why Not Home?’ by Pallabi Roy

In the cozy nest that you build often, lying beneath you, my cerebral cortex wanders, waits for the game to be over. That one question plays hide–and–seek through my giving in. Am I of so little worth? Amid the glory…

‘Continuous Surveillance’ by Saima Eman

Where did you place your dining mat? Why does your belly seem so fat? I asked for tomatoes and you brought onions! Look at the way you dress, weird in millions! Where are you going? When would you come? Digested…