POETRY
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        All I ask is that it does not hurtMUSTANSIR DALVI 
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        So Much OilDEVIKA REGE 
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        Handbook for Aspiring AutocratsKARTHIKA NAIR 
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        ZOOLOGYJEET THAYIL 
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        NINE LIVESNABANITA KANUNGO 
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        The sky fails to fallANNIE ZAIDI 
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        University GothicSHALMALEE PALEKAR 
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        PreserveM P PRATHEESH 
MARATHI POETRY
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        ParanoiaHEMANT DIVATE 
 TRANSLATOR: MUSTANSIR DALVI
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        Excerpts from Mutatis MutandisSANJEEV KHANDEKAR 
 TRANSLATOR: ABHAY SARDESAI
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        ObserveMANYA JOSHI 
ADITI ANGIRAS AND AKHIL KATYAL
Queer Poetry: Engenderings, Endangerings
In this feature, Aditi Angiras and Akhil Katyal discuss the idea that ‘it might be more useful to think in terms of ‘idioms’ of same-sex desire rather than water-tight identity categories’ and that if queer poetry were to be co-opted by the powers, it would no longer be poetry – ‘it would just be propaganda’.
The feature also includes poetry from Rushati Mukherjee, Anahita Sarabhai, Rumi Harish, and Akhil Katyal.
QUEER POETRY CONT.
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        thinking today about the old gaysRUSHATI MUKHERJEE 
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        I want you to roll my name in your mouthANAHITA SARABHAI 
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        Poems in KannadaRUMI HARISH 
 TRANSLATOR: MAMTA SAGAR
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        A Saint Came to Die in Our LandAKHIL KATYAL 
AVNER PARIAT AND GOIRICK BRAHMACHARI
Non-tribal Tribal
Avner Pariat, a Khasi from Shillong, and Goirick Brahmachari, a Bengali from Silchar, bring us a selection from their collaboration ‘Non-tribal Tribal’. Through poems that are un-militant and unafraid of sentiment, we are alerted to the easily blowable fuse of sanity and safety, the tick-tock of cause and effect.

