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Dark semi-abstract mostly monochrome photograph that seems to show water against cracked rock with a blood red streak along the edge where they meet
Photograph of a closed wooden door of a house, facing the street, overhung with dense bougainvillea with pink flowers.

A Poem Explodes

Abstract expressionist painting on a square canvas in which large areas of cool marine colours are divided with contoured lines to create shapes that suggest distorted figures. An elegant looping line suggests a figure reclining before a window or a door.
A tribute to poetry and mind

Art in a Pandemic: Journeying Towards Self Acceptance Through Art

Editors' note: Painting, for many of us, offers both a mode of expression beyond words, as well as a practice and process that can be deeply healing, meditative and meaningful in its very act. The same can be said of the act...

The Gods Call Elias Home

Photo showing a group of people dwarfed within a high-ceilinged, pillared portico of an Indian monument in the Islamic style
Elias had swapped his wild dreams for a box of pills. He told me so when we were crouched on the pavement outside the Police Headquarters in Delhi, beside the makeshift coal fire the imams had left. There had been another...

Making Pharma Research Public, Creatively

Image showing pairs of capsules and pills of various colours arranged in a grid, each pair with a number below it. The bottom right corner of the grid has the words "Per os" instead of pills.
Editorial note: With the global mental health movement augmenting the reach of Big Pharma far beyond developed countries, there has been an increase in clinical diagnoses, prescriptions and treatments in low-resource and developing countries. In several countries in...

Under: A Poem

Abstract artwork with golden, yellow, blue shades.
I try to meet you on even groundbut somehow always get lost.Around me are ruins of a silenceit’s difficult to clamber out of. Theynever said fishbones swallowedat nine would remain stuck in mythroat like razor blades in sandeven after forty. I pack...

Psychiatric Overdose: A Poem

Photo of a beam of light falling across several translucent capsules, some clear, some yellow, on a black surface.
Earning a fast buck inThese vulnerable times… Psychoanalysis gives way toA faster remedial approach — Curative doses initiating chemicalReactions within. With upheavalsLeft to heal by time alone, Caregivers prescribe drugsThat...

Clothes: A Poem

Photographic artwork of woman in red saree gazing out at water with the saree partly undone; glare in the background obscures her face
Poet's note: The poem is about someone I knew who had dementia. Dementia is not only about memory loss and cognition, there are a host of behavioural issues too. One of the things that someone who has dementia does often is looking/searching/...

Anxiety: A Poem

Extreme unwanted energy blasting through the skin,heart the epicentre where all destruction unfolds,hands trembling, mind unsettled,eyes wandering in search of comfort. Cheeks flushed red like freshly plucked cherries,everything, everyone a source of danger,pricking you like the needle pricked Sleeping...

world: a poem

Artwork of a person holding their face in their hands, with their head slightly tilted to the right. The face has a landscape painted on it, with the sky, rocky mountains and flowers in the backdrop of the image.
sometimes the world is madeof broken shards of kisses and screamsby dark, dusty roads of moon-less winds that swoop you up and make you feel non-existent.existence is a good feeling,not the epitome of limitless wrathover sparks and make-believe identities.

The Silent Tree

Abstract drawing on a red background with a faint pattern that looks like trees; foreground has three dark vertical masses like lumps of clay, one of them bent. Fallen branches are suggested in dull yellow at the bottom of the illustration.
Aarav hadn't liked the art class with the elephant. Suman Ma'am had drawn one out on paper, then cut out its outline and traced it on a bar of soap. Even though Nani had said that the elephant was Ganesha — very...