Cross Words in Lockdown
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Author: Commonwealth Writers
A Shift in the Ice
Joseph chewed a mouthful of tepid poached egg. There was no one else down this end of the room, and…
Life on Stilts
Staying Afloat in Guyana
The Invisible Language
Translated from Portuguese to English by David Brookshaw
O invisível idioma
O curandeiro Mário Mabasso desinfeta as mãos com gel de álcool antes de bater à porta do Ministério da Saúde.…
shaved head poem
living in testing times. most testing times in one hundred years. pandemic sweeping through our world will wipe clean pages…
The Flood
On the day of the storm, the Natural History Museum of Jerusalem was flooded, its glass display cases shattered, and…
Before the forest was widowed
Before the forest was widowed, And postcards allayed the death of the Javan tiger, In the beginning were rhymes of…
The Inland Sea
Years ago, travelling across America on a Greyhound bus, I found myself astounded when we came upon big inland cities.…
But this is what I have now
Everything was too bright. The pop purple of the jacaranda. The bright pink of the Tabebuia rosea. The leaves, shiny…
Little Black Bodies
At nightfall, I mould scraps of experiments into paper mash puddings and swallow two balls for dinner. Two is a…
Knowing Time
My grandmother’s house in Johor was the place of my childhood as much as it was my mother’s. Once a…