To Proud Boys By Kanchan Naik

To Proud Boys Your flag is the color of sun-stained backs drenched in the blood of their brothers, drowned by the stifling stench of cotton residue, drizzled in gashes ruptured by men who looked so much like you. Your stars were once stitched from bruised fingers in bare attics, every thread tamed into fabric you … Continue reading To Proud Boys By Kanchan Naik

An open letter to girls at Coachella By Kanchan Naik

An open letter to girls at Coachella Who like sporting bindis and calling them “eye-dots”, the california sun melting their makeup as they breathe in the desert air. Wouldn’t it be funny, if your third eye just happened to open that day, and a fleshy indian snake slithered down your spray-tanned neck, hissing in your … Continue reading An open letter to girls at Coachella By Kanchan Naik