Ode to Bangalore Traffic

Bangalore traffic! You zig and zag, You create a drag. Sometimes You flow like river rushing downhill revving engines sub for melting snow, and there’s no dam to hold you in, not even the traffic light. At other times, you’re a machine with revolting parts, each with its own brain, each talking, no one listening, …

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Improv Love

When words took on shapes and bodies spoke, with outstretched arms, with dancing eyes, with the flick of a wrist, with that slight turn of the lips, with a raised eyebrow, when hands and feet and hips and fingers sculpted stories, retold histories, spelled out sounds without consonants or vowels. When we did not need …