Author: Shivangi Narula

Writings

Being A Girl It Was A Monticule

Being a girl It was a monticule She juxtaposed herself to A call from the shofar Would rattle the windows of her sensorium Her dreams were clandestine From the one she always wanted to masscult She treasured the contrivance To fabricate her hallucinations Into palpability Owing to the unfortunate concatenations …