Hell in a Packet

I think I speak for most when I say, quarantine has brought out the worst in us. To be fair, I think most of the issues we’re having were already there, hiding beneath the surface, mitigated by the monotonous regularity of our daily lives, our jam-packed schedules, our steadfast routines. Simply put, we had no…

Center Stage: a throwback to better days

On an ordinary Friday evening, I nursed a bowl of chicken noodle soup, laced with a dollop of kidney beans, a spoonful of steamed garlic mushrooms, and a layer of cheddar, melting from the scorch of the broth, dripping down the sides of the bowl, and wrapping up the topmost noodles in a soft, firm…

Flecks of Ash

A door slammed in the distance, and I glanced out the window. A slim figure, wrapped in a black wool overcoat, padded out onto her back porch, just up to the first step, after which the awning vanished and a layer of powdery white covered the ground. She gathered her fettucine strips in one hand,…

I Love It When You’re Like This

“It’s cold,” he said, which meant, I’m freezing. She could see it in the way his shoulders huddled inwards. He never could tolerate the cold. He was accustomed to sun-scorched sand dunes, balmy, 100-degree days and nights – that’s why he kept his room at a stately 80 degrees, day in and day out and…

Devil in the Details: hot pink suitcase

It’s in the little things. It’s in the stark, hot-pink suitcase blazing beneath the sun’s harsh afternoon rays. Embattled by strife – you can see the bumps and bruises, bulges and dents, the little concavity in the top right-hand corner from when the ground crew had let it tumble off the chute from the airliner…

Death of a Hummingbird

Her cries wanted the ends of the earth to know that she, the Strong & Willful & Unbreakable, had finally allowed herself to be broken.

A Letter to College Students

Dear colleagues, We’ve been silent for long enough. I’ve held off for nearly three months now, on telling our story, because there are others whose stories were timelier, more distressing, more imperative. I don’t wish to overlook the plight of those who have been far unluckier than we. Of those who have suffered in far…

Not Here, Not Together

There was a brief pause as they caught their breath and the ambience of pure, carnal sex took its sweet time shifting to one of languor, post-sex. And then, he lifted her up so that she sat on his lap, legs locked at the ankles behind his back, arms around his neck, their chests pressed…

They Never Do, Darling

“Why am I here?”
The man frowned. The temperature in the room dropped by a few degrees.
“You’re our guest.”