Poems published in September 2020


a poem by Aanavi Malik

Unhygienic, vulgar
Cannot put a thread through a needle hole
And pride yourselves upon that.
All you have is one dissimilar strand,
A condensation
Sending some of your body outside the mould.
Is that a good enough reason for superiority?
I laugh at you.
You might as well walk around
With your fingers in noses