by Devanshi Khetarpal
this city / with knees /
folded back / sees me /
feed my lightless head /
to the fire / dancing /
where it knows / memory /
becomes exposed & skin /
light enough / to bury /
someone within / me waters /
all of my bones /
keeps dead fish /
on my pyre
Reykjavík, Iceland
Devanshi Khetarpal is a BA-MA candidate in comparative literature at New York University. She is from Bhopal, India, and currently lives in Manhattan, New York. Her work has been published in The Bombay Literary Magazine, nether, Transom, Diacritics Blog, and Scroll.In, among others. She is the editor in chief of Inklette Magazine, a translations coordinator for The Quarantine Train and an outreach intern for Fledgling Writing Workshops. Her research focuses on the works of Elena Ferrante and the relationships between urban landscapes and sexual violence. Website: www.devanshikhetarpal.co.