and scream hope into my mouth. Blood. Salt.
more loveAuthor: Anjali Notandas
Anjali Notandas lives in Goa, India, works remotely as an Editorial Associate, and keeps too
many half-written drafts. Her work leans tragic and rageful, though she swears she’s fine.
She’s still negotiating peace with the fear of imperfection and failure. This is her first
published poem – a gift for her S/O. Merry Christmas, Peter.