Author: Nikhita Makam
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The women of my family
The women of my family taught me to smile, but not with my teeth they taught me to smile with my eyes no matter how tall to never look down no matter how difficult the challenge to never look away they taught me how to choose fruit and how to choose friends, oddly enough a…
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inky skies
In the inky skies of paradise where the clouds are set ablaze and the cherubs bleed iridium, where she falls only to rise and grow until the branch breaks and she falls again into the abyss of abnormalities that are tattooed onto wrists in crimson ink as a reminder, like a post-it note that as…
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digest
Words have never satiated me so I tear the pages out of the thesaurus I let the synonyms synergize my sins and the antonyms antagonize my anomalies And at night I crawl under the covers and the words crawl under my corium they settle in the crevices of my flesh and inhabit my integument the…
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I built a rocketship
I built a rocketship, with kraft cardboard and Elmers glue that stuck to the pads of my fingers the epoxy of eternity on my epidermis just a mess of chemicals but then again isn’t that just all of us? I built my rocketship and dragged it into the yard the grass was wet and it…