By Pragati Rai
When she got a basketMy little daughter forgot everything—Forgot food, forgot her mom.When she got the basketShe forgot my lap.How can a...
Tulasi Diwasa
Old suna splinter bounced from Time’s mountainperhaps a black spidernowcaught in the day’s branchesknits consistently a web drawing lines of demarcationin the remaining...
By Pratiksha Shah
Sweltering heat pervades Narayangadh. It’s almost noon. Roads gleam, as vapor rises from the melting tar.
A woman walks briskly across a narrow...
By Sabita Gautam Dahal
Should I talk aboutmy chain-Pain,An attack of severe migraineMy irritation when the menstrual cycleshows its extremity.
Should I share aboutMy nightmares,My sleeplessness,My...
By Sanjaya Manandhar (Manjeel)
How happy all the people are—Rushing, jumping, running, shouting, dancing!They’re feeling like cotton,Flying like a bird in the air;Their feet nowhere...
By Nirdosh NP
the history of Historyis tossed into the black hole,
the skill of the tailorbirdis just liked but not loved,
the forge of Great Hephaestus is burnt down...