Author Archives: Kshyama

Apsara

Thursday cabernetplum-wine colour linetwilit and violet autumnal sunset ripe – I meant to ask youwhat did my lips taste like? Don’t worry about me;I don’t worry about youI just smile – maybe you’re smiling somewhere too I think you’re just … Continue reading

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Second Craft

Jar of phalanges, finger bones in oil and stone, potion for a better home, better night better past, fossil heart pick up an index, dip it in latex, become an escapist, rewrite a timescape, taste the powdered thoughts sitting against … Continue reading

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Salsabil

back against the past glade and glebe unwind rewind unspool an old tape clean held under a bath until it drowns in mercy or in grace held against a magnet, stripped clean, held to sunlight the negatives burn Why give … Continue reading

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in the case of

  [Alev Lenz – May the Angels] in the case of some wounds, the ones that keep on wounding, there is no healing – there is a time before, but there is no after and instead the tissue of life … Continue reading

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easy

some people make it easy for you to be disappointed in them this makes leaving easy and everything else easier.

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Almost

Some people are almost always empty in their kindness; almost all their truth is in their cruelty.

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The Summoning

Introduction: This piece is one in a chronological series, set in a universe. Feel free to find the others here, and to browse through any companion piece, set in the same universe. Witches 1. Three Frenemies 2. Fall Coven Meet … Continue reading

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saltsmooth

lately i think about the would be could be sharkskin saltsmooth taste of her thigh after my hand has slipped and slid against the back of her knee it sits elsewhere inside me, these thoughts somewhere between my ribs and … Continue reading

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matryoshka men

i keep thinking about the irony, that accidental painted cruelty of well-intentioned men, their mask-like mime-like reflections climbing out of pools every time i come across it- it runs a line papercut fine thin and wisdomless without blood across an … Continue reading

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all’s fair

perhaps the most searing realization in anyone’s life is the moment they understand that love, like any other resource, is not distributed evenly across the world, and across populations.

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