And if my heart isn't in my mouth it's because it knows its place.Collection: Heart
You don't go after poetry, you take what comes. Maybe the gods do it through me but I certainly do a hell of a lot of the work.Collection: Hell
My loneliness turned itself inside out and I grew myself a kind of perverse pride.Collection: Loneliness
Sandra Kasturi's magical poems transform the ordinary into the surreal and exotic.Collection: Ordinary