Taal Seth : Writing

Verisimilitude #4

Verisimilitude #4

A Poem by Taal Seth


I knew you were dying. I knew you were dying the second you lit up your cigarette and it hung from your lips like the tension between us, I as..
Bad Women

Bad Women

A Poem by Taal Seth


I am a woman. I am a bad woman. I talk to girls. I’m a bad woman. I talk to boys! I’m a very, very bad woman. I wear dresses. I wear s..
Hi, I'm a Teenager

Hi, I'm a Teenager

A Poem by Taal Seth


Hi, I'm a teenager, and my word is often neglected.
Home

Home

A Poem by Taal Seth


Where is my home?
Tattoos

Tattoos

A Poem by Taal Seth


when i was younger, the prospect of having words or visuals inked on my body, engraved into my skin like the years of a life on a tombstone repulsed m..