Posts by Ivy

Withdrawal

March 04, 2015:   As the first rays of the sun shone down the window-glass, I hastily sat up in my chair, wondering why I

Do I Belong Here?

Sitting silently in the car on an especially daunting Monday morning in the unconquerable traffic, I suddenly noticed the aroma of coffee drifting towards me.

I Met Her in a Book of Poems

I discovered an old photograph, lodged in the congealed folds of a forgotten book of poetry in a warm bookstore; sepia’d from decades of being

The Birth of Silence

This is about a time when Silence did not exist. Humans did not know that they could stop talking, and chaos was the norm. If

I Knew, Did You?

I knew I would love you before I knew you: you, with your tired brown eyes and your nondescript mouth; you, with all your meek

Body Positive

“Your body is a temple,” a cousin once told me, after he had spit out the paan he had been chewing, on a nearby wall

Sunsets and Fingerprints

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Colors, Words and Stories

Scarlet, orange, yellow, sepia, I try to define how I feel with colors. Fiery, slightly smothered, alien, then nostalgic; The brush feels ginger, warm, welcoming

Nine Words

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Your Best Memory

Remember me in the creases of your grey cotton shirt as you fold it back and return it to the top right corner of your