Writer of the Month

Stories

A Demon’s House

Manju Kachuli There was a big and worn out old house in the middle of the city. It was of course extraordinarily huge in size....

Poetry

Glass Spikes

Manju Kachuli Sometimes with someone else’s wind in your retinaYou come draped in it as your shirtI visualize through those unspoken wordsIts transparencyI smell the...

Poetry

Into the Forest of Red Bird Farm

Manju Kachuli Still creations consist of a house, no personPonds, no fish and trees, no birdsWithin this: still creationPerhaps a life, more than a lifeAnd...

Poetry

Leaves

Manju KachuliA scenario of landscapeWith the line of smile in discretionThe fallen leaves dry out, become humus—Input to the poplar roots; again a new...

Poetry

Distance

Manju Kachuli Presences are isolatedParallel movement of feet on the green carpetThe gestures! Simultaneously, so activeSuch an attempt to…. How better were it the early morningOf...

Poetry

Tiger in the city

Manju Kachuli Sparkles the music as emeraldConcealed in a green bushIn its midst the ditch reveals a thin green snakeNo poison in its fangIts eggs...

Poetry

An Old Woman

Manju Kachuli An old woman peeps through her windowDemocracy in her yardResting under her chinHer own beautiful wrinkled handA wonderful formless form in peacefulnessChiseling it...

Creations

This Night Is Mine Just As Well

by Maya Thakuri It was past midnight. Kicking the door hard, Harihar yelled haltingly: “Hey you bitch in there, either you open the door or...

Creations

War

By Maya Thakuri Half of the night had slipped off. Yet his eyes hadn’t got even a wink of sleep. She was willing to switch...

Creations

Mother, Please Leave!

Maya Thakuri A sudden, disgusting smell fills the room whenever my mother, who is nearing eighty-six, enters. My fourteen-year-old son Manis, twelve-year-old daughter Sumi, and...

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