Untitled.   When I was six years old, I gave my first blowjob. “It’s a game”, said He. “Don’t you want to play?” It was too big, and I threw up on him. He said I’d do better the next time. When I was seven years old, I watched a group of fellow second graders…

The Sound of Resistance

by Veda Handa In a first of its kind of event to take place on campus, the Gender Circle invited the SPACE (Society for Promoting, Art, Culture and Education) Ensemble to perform at the college, inter alia, their original piece “The Mud People” to commemorate the Dalit History Month on Thursday. Lamenting the tyranny of…

'Dystopia', by Robert Manners: http://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/robertmanners/dystopia

There I Live

Written by Karan Choudhary (34LLB10), IV Year High rise buildings, lowly shallow hearts There I live, concrete jungle, if you may Empty stomachs, nimble fingers, barefoot, Rat eyes, tousled heads, robbed of childhood. Laughing oblivious of the obvious There I live, concrete jungle, if you may Humanity mocked in every nook & corner, Governed by law,…

Ode to Dew

I want to listen to the music of the dew Listen like no one else has; To the drops playing, singing, laughing, living. I want to know what they might convey In their short lives Journeying from one leaf blade to another Mixing, scattering, joining and separating From their mates. Loving the world as it…