gyrmination

¡Mangos are in Season!

Sitting on the stoop of Gangaur Palace waiting for Dr. Singh, I witness an endless Landcruiser cavalcade ferrying the wealthy clientele of the Lake Palace Hotel across the grassy memory of a lake. But more importantly it teleports them at light speed through the diesel exhaust-choked alleys, past the would-be wailers and hailers, the dirty [...]

Ohmu tentacles withdrawing into myself, weaving a protective cocoon for inner nourishment, petals of life force folding in for the night. I can give only black energy, a negative warmth; I am a vortex, a singularity hungry for and feeding on the energy contributions of the brave or stubbornly insistent. I demand nothing, no encounters, [...]

Our driver careens through the stars like he’s taking a Viper GTSR through the death section of Special Stage R11 in Gran Turismo; before he’s done turning right he’s already wheeling left. The jello shocks are so shot we bounce on smooth pavement like a trotting horse, sag and lurch deep into every maneuver. We [...]

In Dar Williams’ song “Mortal City” she describes having a “special kind of hearing” on a the night of a snowstorm. Curled up in the hotel room, stretched out across the visitor sofa in Udaipur Hospital, I feel like I have a special kind of hearing too. Voices from the alleyway are as pungent as [...]