Jai Hamid Bashir’s work has been featured in Poetry, American Poetry Review, the Rumpus, the Arkansas International, Black Warrior Review, Denver Quarterly, and Image.
What about the man who cannot touch anyone without them morphing into the only woman he loved and lost? Not recklessly, but like a river diverted by a stone’s weight,
Driving in the American West, reading Celan and the Mahabharata. After the war, Arjuna drops the bow forged by Brahma back into the ocean, relinquishing it
