: ‘There is a woman in me rising out of all the ones that aren’t’: Four poems by Karuna Ezara Parikh #IndiaNEWS Gathering Imagine going back to before the first panic attack before the world revealed

‘There is a woman in me rising out of all the ones that aren’t’: Four poems by Karuna Ezara Parikh #IndiaNEWS
Gathering Imagine going back to before the first panic attack before the world revealed itself as the flimsy neon-edged thing it is and your teeth were intact, once you had never woken to the dust of your own enamel in your own mauve mouth that place supposedly full of kisses waiting to be given as reward for winning your brittle, fickle heart. Once you were not something to unknot you were whole as Solan pickled plums once you were unbred by politics cusping on curiosity not spent on the daily pounding of persistent anger imagine if you knew no thieving of breath no shame of tears in the sticky velour back of a taxi cab as you wail I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know and the one person you trust says it’s okay it’s okay it’s okay,on that untrustworthy machine, your phone,but it isn’t [okay], but hush, hush, imagine,before all this somewhereyou were being bornyou were a prawn-head, crinkle-butt, flush-face,you were a speck you were atoms gathering,weightless space then notonce, you were a moment of want. HomeIt took me a long timeto come into my own,but now that I’m hereI plan to inhabit me completely.I plan to eat all the lotusesturn myself into royaltylearn to cartwheel so thatI may conquer the worldand all its islands upside down.I plan to watch seven hundred and thirty sunrises and sets.Dine on rosebuds andin place of long legs grow a tail swish sadness awaylike a...Read more

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