a short poem inspired by the video game Transistor
the snow queen’s jewelled sledge /sparkles/ in the faraway dark snow.
season of rain a world of stuttering streetlamps, sinking paper- boats & swirling water, you were born into. shadows possessed … More
i. and spring came tumbling from a hope-shaped crack in the sky, a naked falling icarus melting, the ancient snow … More
Tiwari discusses the convergence of different art forms, his creative process and the publishing scene in India, among other things
1. beginnings are quiet things, hastily wrapped & orphaned at your doorstep in the dreamy light of midnight. they come … More
i think i know you as someone else, as dust motes glittering goldenly or as leaves of russet, whispering through the heart of a broken town
sometimes the wolf strips her naked/ burns her red dress/ and eats her/ even as the moon watches without heartbreak
Previously published in Allegro Poetry Magazine.