June 22, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Amandine van Ray



Malkeet Kaur






I once caught grandfather’s cukoo bird

And firmly latched her wooden songs-

Jarring jingles of women’s clocks.


She sings now in subdued tones,

Raising alarms of the great crunch,

A constant pecking at my skull.











I live in a suitcase like a contortionist,

A tiny life in circadian rhythms,

The tattered non reality,

A salacious scandal within the cracked shanty walls.


These cracks will come undone soon

With the slime in a furious downpour.


I am turning into a mass of silver

Over the hairlines on the forehead

Like consecrated birth smudges.

I am ether now.

I live on air.

I live in a Pollock maze in my head.










Malkeet Kaur

Malkeet Kaur resides in Mumbai, India. Though she works as a teacher and passionately loves her profession, she writes poems too. Many of her poems have found places in various anthologies and online journals- Episteme, Barking Sycamores, Acerbic Anthology against gender violence, Twist of Fate- charitable Anthology, Yellow Chair Review, The Awakening of She, The Significant Anthology, to name a few. Her poems are mostly existentialist and feminist in nature.


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