Mrinalini Harchandrai’s A Bombay In My Beat
On a rainy day in Bombay, I am listening to the sui generis jazz measures of Alfa Mist’s Antiphon. The …
Malpaís / Badlands / Majesty
I don’t go to poems for skillful ease or what’s rote. I come seeking an empathic witness, what the Sufi calls ruhul seyrani—the …
SHARKPACK Poetry Review 