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In Awe

You see me how, now? You see me put my clothes on, A tired ritual in the dark of an autumn morning. After children, after brushing my teeth, After waking from another life. The life where I was someone not as I am Known to you. I think back to when I was unknown to...
Broken Wings

Broken Wings

There is a woman who saves butterflies with broken wings. I’ve heard It takes just five minutes. Not as absurd As it sounds. I imagine her fixing brown to blue Or blue to orange, or any other hue Will suffice as long as it fits and Madam Butterfly is fit to fly. With...
Journey to Hyderabad

Journey to Hyderabad

  I begin this post by stating that this is the beginning. The statement is obvious, but I feel that by saying it, or writing it out loud, it makes it real. Sincere. Honest. Epic. The journey to Hyderabad started rather serenely with my brother picking us up at a...

Moth Miracle

  Today, I fell in love With a moth; Small and brown. A pale and helpless triangle, As it lay upturned on the bottom of a pan. It grappled and struggled with six legs and antennae flailing Whilst the very things which gave her flight, Bore her down, damp and...