
Margins | Triptych
DONNA TANG is a Việt American poet based in Los Angeles, CA. Their work has appeared or is forthcoming in Watershed Review, Little Patuxent Review, and Cotton Xenomorph.
Contributed By: Donna Tang
I heard my hands were yellow, and in the lines I could feel deeper, like tea I never knew what any of that means if colors have smells then yellow lingered in front of my face when I held up my sweet tobacco-scented hands against the heat —a waste, I burned anyway I was already […]
First line from a Tweet by @ASMRSuggestions There’s a Minotaur in this Ikea, and it’s ruminating something. You’re on a Formica counter wrapped up in your golden yarns, dreaming of where you’ll be, how you’ll live, who you’ll be friends with — when you get out. Each year, fourteen graduates fall into this […]
I first ran into the word hijrotic while I was listening to Radio Mirchi and travelling on Mumbai’s Harbour Line. RJ Jeeturaj was hosting his regular morning show and, as I was to find out, interviewing the well-known hijra rights activist Laxmi Narayan Tripathi. Of the many things she said, this one word stuck with […]