April 2016 – Prachya Review

Dear Omar by Saima Rashid

Hey look here! see that I am smiling! But do you think that means I am happy? I am not. You’re having one hell of an illusion.

The Lasting Melody Made of God (dedicated to Fahim Ali) When our species decided to discover an accessible deity,

Scientific Faith Does antimatter matter?

THE BLACKBERRY BUSH BURNS The wood consumes itself in a fatigue of ashes not the light

Court of Crows Town belongs to the crows. The skies also…

The Shower Surely something must be removed to let the April

Open the Window Lover Let the street below catch the scent of us, watch the canopies

FREE FOR THE TELLING My life is a sheaf of wheat with bundles of yellow golden ears all in a row

Dream of a Journey Last night, i travelled round the wall of rio de janeiro.

AFTER THE POEM I am the swallow, after the poem has swallowed