The Pandemic Radically Altered My Relationship with India. I Don’t Know If I Can Ever Go Back
A personal essay explores navigating the COVID-19 pandemic in India, the surrounding political turmoil, and their effects on identity and belonging
Two Poems
“Saturday morning my hair meets this drain” and “Not a snow day” are two poems by Tawanda Mulalu that reckon with loving, existing, belonging, and all the gaps in between
Where were you?
Fiction editor Thirangie Jayatilake’s poem teems with a staccato rage at our current global state. With an accompanying image by Catalina Aranguren