Author: Dr Gopal Nair


 sometimes – time stands still and I find myself in a void of endless nothingness  trying to make sense of the emptiness that envelops my being: searching, ruminating, barely stirring.  nothing makes sense in this...

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Ain’t No Skanky Ho!

 to unhinge your embrace of of a sepia-toned rainbow i rewrote the rules of flinty conventions so you could undream all your pilfered dreams.  when you cried the lament of being someone’s daughter, someone’s sister, someone’s...

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