Corners

Corners

Corners It might have been the cold or the urge to be alone.I couldn’t take it any longer.I hunkered down in the corner of the living room.No, not that one with the window …Yes.That one.He crouched down, your father said.He shrank little by little, your sister...
afloat

afloat

afloat Water is Life  We all begin, cradled in the water. The storm of our mother’s womb, we, torrential in our desire to be known and know the world, initially seek out of the water. But it is the first home we have ever known how to be in, and the water, no matter...
Soulmates

Soulmates

Soulmates I. Walking in the park at 12 on a Sunday, watchingthe trees and people writhinghow could they have risenso early? I nearly droppedmy Cherry Delight ice creamwith blue M&Ms (The tree branches cross-hatchedabove our straw hats hidingus from sorrowful sky...
The Princess Writes by Candlelight

The Princess Writes by Candlelight

The Princess Writes by Candlelight Artist Statement: I first came across the myth-like story of the infamous “Royal Family of Oudh” in Ellen Barry’s New York Times piece titled the “Jungle Prince of Delhi.” Begum Wilayat Mahal and her two children, Prince Cyrus and...