More in this series
The Dancer Ascends the Stage
Our dance was inspired by a custom where women lay swords at their throats, and men step on them just hard enough to prove the women’s courage.
I was sometimes beautiful, sometimes not -- I seemed to bear the potential for clean, fruit-bearing, productive output; but occasionally, something could go wrong.
Mallika Rao is a writer, with bylines at or forthcoming at T Magazine, New York Magazine, Believer Magazine, the New York Times, the Atlantic dot com, and elsewhere. She writes profiles, essays and cultural criticism, and is interested in how form, language, and authorial voice can be used to serve an idea.
Enter your email address to receive notifications for author Mallika Rao
Success!
Confirmation link sent to your email to add you to notification list for author Mallika Rao
More in this series
A Packing List for the End of the World
I decide to put the plant in the ground the next time we stop, to insist that something I’ve loved will survive me.
The Living Structures
Suddenly a heart beat inside its concrete shell. It was a murmur, a light and irregular thing, so faint that I wondered if it was real.
City Wolf
The werewolf has been scheduling men from the app back-to-back every night—even on the days leading up to the full moon, though she knows she shouldn’t.