I christened my sailboat With a bottle of red wine, That tasted like cracked glass And something more intangible. Perhaps, The tartness of Over ripe grapes On a vineyard in Italy, In a golden October, That grew out of My china cup. I set sail my paper boat And let it traipse lazily in my […]
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I have been hearing so much about this book it’s crazy. It was all over my Instagram and all over my Goodreads and so about a month ago I was in New York and had a free day so I decided to buy it and go to town. I now know why this book is […]
She is the folkloric woman, Passed down from generation to generation. Body draped in a traditional kanjivaram sari Or perhaps those so finely woven In holy Banaras she is invoked as a Goddess Devi. Reigning from the time That Sita rose from the earth And Draupadi from the flames. ‘Staining’, The name of their husbands […]