sunday at the keyboard
i haven’t walked on grass in years. why do my toes wiggle and crush up as i type this? as...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Dec 3, 2017 | indi |
i haven’t walked on grass in years. why do my toes wiggle and crush up as i type this? as...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Nov 28, 2017 | sarees tell stories |
the more i look at the saree, the more it wraps me in thoughts. random ones that i can’t...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Nov 16, 2017 | Espresso Shots |
the fan fell on pishima’s head on monday. everyone remembered it was a monday because shome...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Oct 16, 2017 | Poetry |
don’t drag me down to your controversy lift your eyes toward the sky within you from here,...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Oct 10, 2017 | indi |
i must have been four when i saw the taj mahal. been back many times since then. i love the...
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