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The Bangalore Review

The Bangalore Review

Vol. XIII | Issue 5 | February 2026

  • Non-Fiction
    • Art
    • Book Reviews
    • Cinema
    • Creative Non-Fiction
    • Culture
    • Literature
    • Memoirs
    • Music
    • Nature & Environment
    • Philosophy
  • Specials
    • Editorial
    • TBR Recommends
    • TBR Roundtable
    • Translations
    • Fiction Special 2024
      • Peripheries – of Being and Living
      • Promises Made and Promises Broken – the NATURE of Things
      • Writing From the Peripheries of Language
      • Queering Language
      • Anthologies – The Editorial Perspective
  • Fiction
    • Flash Fiction
    • Short Fiction
  • Poetry
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  • Fiction
July, 2018

The Hawk

Jeff Mason hung up the store phone, pleased. He’d convinced a brokerage firm downtown to hold a Hawaiian Nights event; every employee at the brokerage..
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  • Creative Non-Fiction
  • Non-Fiction
July, 2018

Crooked Aesthetics

It is 2012. My youth group in church does not invite me to a party because they think I am too weird, and that my..
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  • Fiction
July, 2018

Someday

It’s 5 AM. Somewhere in the climax of your dream you had an anxiety attack. So you wake up – exhausted from sleep apnea, acidity..
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  • Poetry
July, 2018

The snow falls forever

Woken again in the fifth hour to darkness, and memories of a shattered voice who cannot leave his lover, and from the pretty recent past..
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  • Poetry
July, 2018

serendipitous

a timeworn legend, this is regarding an avowal of destiny and karma, or call it, kismet and fate that assure nothing but, a soul mate..
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  • Poetry
July, 2018

Madonna of the blue sky

long finger-nails  cream hands  and a smile that drives you to hell and beyond, there’s a boy out there who  calls me Madonna  we’re back..
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  • Poetry
July, 2018

Body Oriented

Reassurance rests on the tendon joining humerus to ulna and brother radius, a plain broad enough to set up cup and saucer in the correct..
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  • Non-Fiction
June, 2018

Remembering Bargemusic – A Love Story

I wrote this piece in 1996, in the early years of Bargemusic, before its full flourishing and when it was still possible to get a..
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  • Poetry
June, 2018

The Little You Know About Yourself

The best of you is rare explosives are what it makes, The places you’re destined to reach was screened by design, The little you know..
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  • Poetry
June, 2018

A vignette from a town of triumph

I looked through a pinhole in an antiquated room with an inverted umbra of an aged easterly spire, the mysterious upside-down shadow had me consumed..
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  • Poetry
June, 2018

The Faucet

The faucet in our kitchen is getting old I had touched it When we came to see the apartment The first one of our married..
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  • Fiction
June, 2018

The Night Chores

This story won the first prize in the prose competition of Alcheringa festival's Zephyr literary event.
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  • Fiction
June, 2018

The Chair

This story won the third prize in the prose competition of Alcheringa festival's Zephyr literary event.
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  • Poetry
June, 2018

Blue Hue

This poem won the first prize in the poetry competition of Alcheringa festival's Zephyr literary event.
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  • Poetry
May, 2018

Garden of the Restless Martyrs

ceramic mustard and ivory shells cradled in fruit skins and ashes once we were doll heads and now we are only ourselves we seem to..
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  • Poetry
May, 2018

Jane Doe

Just a few broken bits of bone Some scraps of cloth and a hair or two Marked and placed in plastic bags Is all that..
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  • Fiction
May, 2018

Oh, Cardinal Directions!

You’ll be the father of nations. Genesis 17:4 I. Ginny listened for the door and keyless lock of her husband’s car, but Leonard Cohen heard..
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  • Poetry
May, 2018

the eclipse and the exorcism

It began then, during the ten wet nights of red crabs clawing at the moon, a nymph that had just drowned in a maelstrom; the..
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  • Fiction
May, 2018

The Last Message

Parking next to her neighbour’s faded BMW, Arpita stepped out of her car and locked it. In her hand was a loaded carrier bag. She..
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  • Fiction
May, 2018

City of Coincidences

Several days a week I would go to a little Internet café down under Avenue Mohammed V.  I’d do my business, talk to Allal, pack..
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  • Non-Fiction
May, 2018

A Series of Backhanded Compliments

“Before I met you, south Indian people made me cringe.” Just as my roommate uttered one of her most ignorant remarks to date, I bit..
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  • Poetry
May, 2018

Street Lamp

When the opaque dusk swells, The broken street lamp’s Pearlescence of glass shards, Overshadows the warmth of light bulb   The night is the unsung..
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The Bangalore Review
Vol. XIII | Issue 5 | February 2025

ISSN 2770-0828

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