pearly white unscented pellets that do literally nothing are scattered around the seemingly squeaky-clean hotel bathroom but I must unwrap this one, and this one too as per usual, my only trusty toiletry item is this toothbrush and I don’t know if I should call myself low-maintenance or worry about not swearing by some fancy […]

the pressure cooker lid –an elephant with a trunk –it has to be kept in check,it cannot trumpet out of turn.perfectly balance the rice on top,and the dal underneath:you don’t want to make a scene.the counter is clean;no puddles of anything too hot to touch,no crumbs, no onion peel. the cooker is rattling the fragrance […]

I cannot afford elaborate metaphorsYour tongue must be long and loose I am far too pitiful for that luxurious descriptionof a red brick housewhere they have Christmas lights until Januaryand two dreamy daughtersOne is a flight attendant My flowery lost its fragranceI pretended as if brevity wasn’t indeed the soul of wit I saw the […]

my grandfather believed in a steady diet of buttermilk; mid-morning and post-lunch, and 11 AM sees little flecks of buttermilk flying every which way as someone turns the churner this way and that, in the special vessel – a mountain with a removable lid, but it holds love instead of lava – the chaas finds […]