Cover Photo: Photograph courtesy of the author
Photograph courtesy of the author

I Can’t Go Home, So I Go to the Indian Grocery

Each time I contend with the reality of another month—season, year—apart from extended family, I drive my ennui to Namaste Plaza.

Ehsurelythat whole drama can’t last long. Stores will have it back in stock soon enough.

boring

fragrance of her hands

here

What are each of these people and places to me if not home?

permanently

from

Purnima Mani is a freelance writer, middle school English teacher, impatient parent, and intrepid cook with a weakness for gianduja. Her essays have appeared in Romper and Entropy Magazine, among other places. Find her at home in Northern California and on Twitter @purnima_mani.