An Illiterate Bard of A Blind Era

The poems in this collection are dispatches from the interior-a mind that has known love, abuse, abandonment, and the daily work of survival. Written over years of patience, therapy, relapse, recovery, and relapse again, they trace the arc of a life determined to find language for the unspeakable. Here you will find haunted rooms and chaos dancing, cosmic despair and stubborn hope, the ache of betrayal and the quiet miracle of connection. Bhaskar vashishth writes with unflinching honesty about what it means to be broken-and what it means to keep going anyway.

This is a book for anyone who has ever felt invisible, or irreparable, or alone. It is a testament to the strange, stubborn art of staying alive.