Such disconcerting unrestHas tightened all the muscles in my shoulders,as if to tug on a string and hold me in place, Just in the reach of calamity, Tense at rest. The disquiet in my gut is more than some Flimsy indigestion, some Gastric insurrection no, My body is restless and it knows, All of me… Continue reading on boarding
Tag: travel
On smog
If I could have any color I found to rouge my cheekbones with, I’d streak the peachy rose of Calcutta’s twilight smog across my apples, In place of the exhaust and dust catching to the salty dewborne of an India afternoon sun.The clouds tinted here at sundownare more than a fat little cherub-pink;they glow with… Continue reading On smog
The Drive Into Goa:
Village huts plastered in mobile adsrainclinging to the rest of the waterthat still hangs in the air,dropping slow.Men in dhottis climbing paddieslike the electrical towers that snake up the hills,entangledin the lush green of morning’s showers.If the stone is flat enough you will find plastered billsillegible andghostly of purpose.Near the bus stop (red clay and… Continue reading The Drive Into Goa:
on islands
the waters of colombo are tainted not with the dirty, but rather with deep footprints in mud holding fast the impression that you may walk on, walk on assured that change will not come. when with wave after wave and rain after rain, nothing washes the sticky heat off your neck, you turn to shady… Continue reading on islands
Garbanzo Bae 