No Safe Space
no safe space
by Shreya Vijay
I often think that there is no safe space for people like me.if only I...
that winter night
that winter night
by Shreya Vijay
it was just another winter night in the states,chilly wind whistling, people regretting their mistakes....
an ode to my incomplete poems
an ode to my incomplete poems
by Shreya Vijay
incomplete poems –
a line of thoughts, gone astray,when...
One Day
One Day
by Shreya Vijay
More often than not I’m asked,Why I always carry a paper & pen, as if hiding behind a mask?Why do I always...
To Begin With
They put on masks upon masks, just so they could hide their own,
For when it came to acknowledging their true self, they were figuratively blown.
