Publications

Subha

“I wondered how many ways there existed to keep a woman bound to what you believed her place was, and whether Subha had thought these things as well.”

Published in Bandit Fiction

Art by Camille Pissaro

To Be Emptied

“When your name is called, you are still. Somewhere inside you, something is dying,

And something else is being killed, it no longer matters which is which.”

Published in The Alipore Post