Dear Molly,
I am terribly sorry to hear about the death of your mother. She was a fine woman whom I got to know intimately during the thirty years we lived together. That she died so soon after your father …
“Honey.” Honk. “No dinner for me. I’m off to…” Crash!
Nivedita Karthik is a graduate in Immunology from the University of Oxford and an accomplished Bharatanatyam (Indian classical dance form) dancer. Her poems have previously appeared in Glomag, Society …
The room is hot. Sweat glistens on the bodies of the dancers despite the fans turning overhead. The windows, cranked open with old-fashioned hand cranks, let in the muggy air of the August afternoon, but do little to cool the …
Through the bedroom wall, I could hear my neighbor sobbing, muffled and then louder, like a pack of wild dogs howling in the dark. I had just moved in so it was awkward to barge into his home and make …
So light, it weighed nothing. So heavy, our hearts wept.
Nivedita Karthik is a graduate in Immunology from the University of Oxford and an accomplished Bharatanatyam (Indian classical dance form) dancer. Her poems have previously appeared in Glomag, Society of …