For my sister, in Delhi

If my rage could wash away your memory

I have enough for the two of us;

If my fury could kill the monsters

My bare hands are up to the task.

If my prayers mean anything at all

You will rejoin the universe

And rise as Kali to dance on their carcasses.

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One thought on “For my sister, in Delhi

  1. hickspat

    This is one of the great poets of our time, without doubt. So happy to have stumbled on this simply outstanding blog. Thank you

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