Wake me up every morning as dawn becomes a new day.
What motivated our youth to defy death in order to free Bangladesh from the yoke of a brutal regime?
Glamorous lightweight raindrops from the October sky keep
A star fell on the ground in the windy night
As if playing a game of chess / Still the world waits for the next dawn
Don’t you see— I can only write dark.
The first pulse, in the midst of a whipping maelstrom,
Eternity collapses at the wheel of change. / Past is lost
August, marked with dying things. Summer’s end, / My freedom spent
Words were never my greatest strength/ But the arsonist's child will read them
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 8 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Flick
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 6 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Relief
'Baffle': Sehri Tales selections, Day 6
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 5 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Deny
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 4 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Promise
Be a tree Get wet in sorrow’s shower and you’ll recover. From envy’s scorching sun gather strength
Smoother violence fills our hearts like charming splinters. The irony is I am the first of my women
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 3 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Watermelon.
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 2 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Rescue