It's ironic that we were just talking about borders in class that day. Invisible borders. The rope was a physical manifestation of the border between the crowd of men and women, and me, a person who was neither.
By queerphiliac Feb 25 2020 |
Meena put her lip gloss on. Litchis filled the air.
Both of them, thinking the same, of how fruits beg to be plucked.
By Nina George Feb 24 2020 |
The symphonic rhythms of her breath etched into my being,
I look up at her face as she gently presses her lips on mine.
By Riya Chandorkar Feb 19 2020 |
What if I could not celebrate 6th September publicly,
What if I could not join the Pride march,
What if I was not the torch bearer,
What if I was not the path clearer,
That doesn't make me more or less important.
By Ria Goel Jan 28 2020 |
It is words strung together
trying to make sense
of what I want to tell you
and what I need you to understand.
By Burger Queen Jan 8 2020 |
He says things to me, he does things to me.
Shh, don’t tell them, we’ll be embarrassed.
Two loveless souls trying to fill each other’s voids.
We make love, and tame those devils.
Animals we were, but don’t you see that this is our way of love?
By Mandar Gupte Dec 30 2019 |
when i joke and ask her/ what if i was in love with a girl,/ it is not a joke either.
By Swastika Jajoo Dec 19 2019 |
You are the object.
She comes and asks me who I am
Asks me to grip harder.
When the moon is unreachable
I push myself into the breachable
Her eyes feel my insides and suddenly
I am nobody.
By Q Dec 12 2019 |
You fumble and drop sentences, your leg trembles and beats a staccato rhythm on the pavement while she patiently hears out your half-complete, constantly backtracking stories, nods and keeps brushing her hair back.
By Ria Nov 19 2019 |
Intersex people spend a lot of their lives doing this emotional labor for others because they are inherently responsible to be born an error.
By Mohammed Nov 11 2019 |
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I hate that I wallow
That I bury my face into my hands
Slam the door behind me
And cry all day
I hate that my diary …
By Riya Gurnani Nov 4 2019 |
she's a habit. an 8 am class that I take, a 5 pm phone call that I make, my best/worst muse.
By Tanya Sharma Oct 14 2019 |
This is a story of a girl who falls in love with an ethereal being who literally tears out her heart.
By Riya Nagendra Sep 26 2019 |
This question took me back all those years ago and I vividly saw her pushing some kid out of the way to crouch down in front of the place he was about to step on.
By Hashi Risus Sep 25 2019 |
When I joined the course, I was excited to share my experiences with the class. But with time I realised not everyone was interested. Most of them didn't interact with me, asked questions, or exchange their experiences.
By Anonymous Sep 16 2019 |
Hindi Poem by Shubhshree Mathur.
By Shubhshree Mathur Sep 9 2019 |
If I wasn’t feeling like shit because I was turned on by girls (one girl in particular), I’m sure I would have found something else to hate myself for. I was young, female, loud, and had a body. Society does this to you. It moulds you till you are all soft woundable spots, and then it makes you kick yourself.
By Rohini Malur Sep 6 2019 |
I tried to remember if the booth on screen is the same booth that I and my partner usually go and get a security check from. I couldn’t recognise it. I stopped thinking and concentrated on the film.
By anonymous Sep 4 2019 |
I want to tell him how I feel,
How I struggle to sleep,
That fear of the two letter word,
Makes me weep,
He is The Only One.
By Neil M Sep 3 2019 |
how do you know it's girls?
i wonder as my friend comes out to me
how do you know the limit of your love?
and somehow, weird quizzes dragged me all over the internet
By Eshita Shrawan Aug 28 2019 |
