Scar on the Cheek

Scar on the Cheek

The kiss on the cheek planted swift, turns to thorny scratch, burns long and thin, drips red on black dirt. Fragile petals live a breath away, a thin vein from death. Roses keep distant, far from drawn swords ready to impale petal-skin. Repent and attempt to pluck...

“I’m So Glad You’re Here”

“I’m So Glad You’re Here”

It was another typical hot, sunny, Southern day. I felt the red clay beneath my feet heating up like hot coals. We were outdoors for recess, in a softball field, and no one else could hear the conversation, far out of earshot of the teacher on duty. My classmate...

You Rock, Abigail

You Rock, Abigail

Once upon a time, there was a woman whose name was Abigail. Abigail not only was beautiful, but also very wise. Abigail was the apple of her parents’ eyes. They delighted to watch her grow in grace and knowledge, and gain the favor of those who knew her. Naturally,...

Ask Me What I [Don’t] Know

Ask Me What I [Don’t] Know

What do we see when we look at others’ faces? We notice the outward appearance, whether we wish to or not. Skin color, eye color, clothing, and so on, are apparent features that are obvious and difficult to pretend we do not see. What we cannot see or know from the...

Prasanta Verma
Prasanta is a writer, poet, and artist. She is passionate about making the way for diverse voices and writes about culture, belonging, and identity. She was born under an Asian sun, raised in the Appalachian foothills in the southern U.S., and currently resides in the upper Midwest. She holds an MBA and an MPH, is a long-term high school volunteer debate coach, and a licensed Realtor. Prasanta is a regular contributor at The Contemplative Writer and The Mudroom, and has been published at Propel Women, (in)courage, The Perennial Gen, Relief Journal, Tweetspeak Poetry, and others. You can follow her on her blog, Twitter @VermaPrasanta, Instagram prasanta_v_writer, and her website at prasantaverma.com.

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