We are asked to leave things to chance, but if the future

is really a slaughterhouse, then why not stake our territory?

— Tishani Doshi from poem Tigress Hugs Manchurian Fir

• Sick Time, Only Sick
• It’s Time, She’ll Say
• I Am Too Alone In The World, And Yet Not Alone Enough
• When You Rise, Kiss The Tombstone Of Your Past
• But I Have My Life