selections from Jasmeen Patheja’s ongoing Blank Noise Project
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Contributed By: Jasmeen Patheja
selections from Jasmeen Patheja’s ongoing Blank Noise Project
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It was clear to me now that I was on a hospital bed, suspended in a coma that teetered between life and death.
Edwas, you and I are walking in long strides off a short concourse. We’ve got differences to discuss. I went to Dr. Seliger to admit you. In actuality, I went to admit that you existed. I went to admit that you lay heavy on weak shoulders. I went to admit that when you go to […]
I flew to Florida because Laura, my cousin, my best and only friend, insisted I had to. The family was gathering for her mother’s funeral. I didn’t want to go—trembled when I thought of the ghosts waiting at the cemetery. Ghosts of my past were better left interred. But Laura dug her heels into my […]