Indu Pillai
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Book lover. Storyteller. Writer. In that order.
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Indu Pillai
@indupillai01.bsky.social
· Oct 2
Art is the abuse of the sleepless hurled upon the well -rested mainstream.
Come to the window. We are making sunrises bigger by watching.
November 27, 2025 at 11:52 AM
Come to the window. We are making sunrises bigger by watching.
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Wishing full bellies for everyone, even you that I hate.
November 26, 2025 at 8:29 PM
Wishing full bellies for everyone, even you that I hate.
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Don’t make me per my last email you
November 10, 2025 at 3:17 PM
Don’t make me per my last email you
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I ain't got the teeth from a cut of meat like you
October 25, 2025 at 11:00 PM
I ain't got the teeth from a cut of meat like you
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Tomorrow I will defeat my family.
November 27, 2025 at 2:26 AM
Tomorrow I will defeat my family.
Parts that knew kept quiet so parts that express could drain completely.
November 25, 2025 at 4:00 PM
Parts that knew kept quiet so parts that express could drain completely.
What better bookmark than a chewed-up pencil, or a restored heart.
November 17, 2025 at 5:15 AM
What better bookmark than a chewed-up pencil, or a restored heart.
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living in a van by it.
November 13, 2025 at 4:27 PM
living in a van by it.
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Frankenstein: or, how I stopped hating and learned to love the ability to die
November 11, 2025 at 6:31 AM
Frankenstein: or, how I stopped hating and learned to love the ability to die
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Don't hate the poem, hate the poet.
November 15, 2025 at 1:11 AM
Don't hate the poem, hate the poet.
Make-believe makes do for the inadequacy of makeshift.
November 14, 2025 at 12:04 PM
Make-believe makes do for the inadequacy of makeshift.
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A pair of great horned owls have returned the woods behind our place. It's so comforting to hear their song. I realize there’s probably something deeply mystical and prophetic about them but I’m still going to skeet about bearded clams today
November 8, 2025 at 5:38 PM
A pair of great horned owls have returned the woods behind our place. It's so comforting to hear their song. I realize there’s probably something deeply mystical and prophetic about them but I’m still going to skeet about bearded clams today
In a sentence, pack just enough words to help a river burst through.
November 13, 2025 at 12:33 PM
In a sentence, pack just enough words to help a river burst through.
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If I have to step on people to get ahead, I’m not going anywhere.
October 16, 2025 at 2:54 PM
If I have to step on people to get ahead, I’m not going anywhere.
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I don’t always like the music in the noise though
November 10, 2025 at 11:06 PM
I don’t always like the music in the noise though
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Our technology will laugh at us one day, the pet apes who thought they could rule the universe.
October 2, 2025 at 5:30 AM
Our technology will laugh at us one day, the pet apes who thought they could rule the universe.
In the private room at the back of the heart, quiet communion is in progress. I may appear asleep.
November 12, 2025 at 1:38 PM
In the private room at the back of the heart, quiet communion is in progress. I may appear asleep.
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hey,maybe we should just make a list of WHO HASN’T experienced childhood trauma
October 26, 2025 at 10:39 PM
hey,maybe we should just make a list of WHO HASN’T experienced childhood trauma
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I’m not trapped here, I made this prison.
October 25, 2025 at 4:01 AM
I’m not trapped here, I made this prison.
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Part of the psychological experiment named “holiday season.”
November 10, 2025 at 1:43 PM
Part of the psychological experiment named “holiday season.”
The new settles to a white hum, and once again, the old tightens its hold.
October 29, 2025 at 4:51 AM
The new settles to a white hum, and once again, the old tightens its hold.
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Her words were so cold I didn’t hear them until the spring thaw.
October 20, 2025 at 2:27 PM
Her words were so cold I didn’t hear them until the spring thaw.
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Crawling towards delight.
October 27, 2025 at 12:11 PM
Crawling towards delight.
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I get my steps in by going back to get what I forgot and forgetting what I forgot again.
October 7, 2025 at 1:23 AM
I get my steps in by going back to get what I forgot and forgetting what I forgot again.
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The joy of the tastes and look of your favorite diner. The agony of the sounds of metal clanking, glasses clinking, voice echoing, and sounds abounding, if you are seated in the wrong spot.
October 26, 2025 at 4:51 PM
The joy of the tastes and look of your favorite diner. The agony of the sounds of metal clanking, glasses clinking, voice echoing, and sounds abounding, if you are seated in the wrong spot.