Ink by Neha Agarwal

her grandma said to her “all the stars in the sky can fit into your beautiful smile. never stop smiling.” so the girl drew the constellations into her dimples her mother said to her “some people will look at you like you are the sun and some will not. I want you to focus on the […]

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Broken Child by Neha Agarwal

I wonder why they brought me here, leaving me to rot in this odious jail My biggest crime: wanting justice and basic human rights India’s freedom was stolen, while the British rule prevails And then, through the bars, I see my broken child His face painted the colors of the flag: orange, green, and white […]

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