Last week I went to see Cats, the movie. I fully expected to hate it, having forgotten the wonder the nerdy, musicals-obsessed 13 year old I once was felt years ago in the Bradford Alhambra. In fact,...
Indian poet Prerna Bakshi writes searing, stark, powerful political poetry and in her collection Burnt rotis, with love, she tackles a huge range of social, political, and personal issues. Her...
Half-Life here on planet earth we watch sad movies, cry, and eat popped corn with salt when we want to feel things cheaply. I wonder what the aliens make of us tucked up on the mothership the surface...
The Miss America pageant may be a bizarre and largely outdated cultural ritual, but it still occupies an iconographic status in a nation obsessed with appearances and the objectification. Even young...
With the reelection of President Barack Obama on Tuesday night along with the election and in some cases reelection of a number of notable women including Tammy Duckworth, Elizabeth Warren, Claire...
You have to do it a way that says - Well, what exactly? It's a speech and a poem, written in free verse, Punctuated thoroughly, Keeping in mind All of the major literary trends of the past century or...
Even the American President is not God. I discover this fact while standing On a nude beach, by a (hopefully) dead volcano. It has taken millions of years to say that certainly, Lava will not...
for Aiyana Jones, for Abeer Qassim for little girls everywhere who don’t know the house is surrounded by air and by sea on land and on siege there is someone dangerous inside no two no three no ten...
Unlike the poet, you're a wolf by blood: Paws on my back, teeth in my neck. With the city's cheeks full of southwestern wind, You ruffle March ice on the flower-beds. Well, I have had myself a...
Yearns for the porchlights of lovers not yet been but cannot also remove those who’ve been and gone. Lover- here-lover-now is tattooed in luminous ink on the thinnest skin of my chest, so no one...
