Short Fiction and Poetry

A giant loom with ten thousand bobbins churns out blanket after blanket [...]

I had undergone the procedure three times before we gave up: hormone injections, egg extraction, incubation. Those were tense times. [...]

Bonnets overlapping ambulances standing as centres of traffic’s mandala: pins pulling pinheads and seams along fabric to place. the blue balling core; the tack and the pursing together. a cluster in clothing: life’s flow as it happens around. people in the way getting out of it. making space for others. and bonnets overlapping and scaling toward the pavement, a pattern, but only from above, like petals around flowers bursting out toward a point. and ahead the real drama – so

He stumbled and pitched forward, shooting out his left hand. And though he stopped himself from going face first into the gully muck [...]