Owl Poetry & Prose

Dear Man Offering a Fuck, I know sex for you is something very physical, primeval and sadly in our society, it is deemed as...

I found sanity at the bottom of a saline bottle, a sensitive nose and a canula stuck in a vein over my wrist bone....

It was a rather bespoke moment of revelation when I happened upon a word of yore, Bespoke was my reaction for twas something I...

He pulled out the last 100 rupee note from his leather purse, sighed in resignation and pocketed it back into his well worn jeans....

They both stayed encased in this fragile glass shell Both damaged, and damaging but cocooned by the false serenity the shell offered They both...

She was late after work and hurried home to get ready for her friend’s birthday party. She knew most of the crowd though of...

You know you are a creative soul because nothing gives you more pleasure than creating something new. Be it music, art, dance, literature or...