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Dr Padmashree RP
Too Much
September 26, 2026
She did not ask if she could be strong, she just was, like a tree that grows sideways to find…
Freedom
September 17, 2026
Freedom is not the absence of walls, it is the room built wide enough for a child to run in,…
Choicecraft
August 27, 2026
Each moment splits like a river choosing its bank, and we small mapmakers decide which way it floods. A thought…
Wake
July 28, 2026
The boat is already gone by the time the water finishes talking about it, two long seams folding back toward…
The Sun
June 22, 2026
the sun descends and light bends scatters through dust, through the thick exhale of the day. shorter wavelengths scatter first,…
The Cartography of Rain
March 30, 2026
I have learned the language of water how it speaks in percussion on tin roofs, in whispers against windowpanes, in…
So Much, So Many, So Few
January 18, 2026
So much light spilling through the spider's web at dawn, So many filaments strung between grass blades, each holding dew,…
The Architect of Ash
December 14, 2025
What does it mean to break the ordinary to lift a pen like a chisel against stone, knowing the first…
Art class
September 20, 2025
Art class: where mistakes become discoveries, where mess means learning, where every child is Picasso and Einstein rolled into one…
What the Hill Remembers
September 16, 2025
I have counted her footsteps for thirty-seven years the same path worn into my slope, the same pause at the…