I am in a tub of maggots Your touch burns my skin Slime crawling over my body I am undone by you. Eyes like puddles of mud Mouth like a crawled snail Breathe like fuming garbage You hold me tight and I die Body into sand, sand into nothing Disintegrating into tiny specks, insignificant and…
I needed a public platform to express and convey few thoughts and feelings. It is no news that sex education is non-existent in India. Added to this is the blatant misogyny that is rooted in the collective psyche. There is no empathy available for an unmarried person who is sexually active (with or without consent).…
Body? Temple they say Suffering, I say I search for words Over sandy dunes of waterless deserts Words, I don’t find How do I spell pain? When no words happen around it? Hide, they say Guilt, Shame, Disgust, I feel Worms crawl over my skin My surface burns like the hot sun Cells shatter to…
You pulled my hair, every strand, now just a memory Eyeballs melting into a puddle, falling with a “plop” Dropping next to my wrecked body Flowing like hot lava over the Wretched Earth Limbs being dismembered Sinews torn from within Is that tearing I hear? Of red flesh, blood and muscle, ripping apart. Annihilated. I…
Why write about trauma and suffering? Something horrible happened in your life and it shook you. You don’t want to relive it and you certainly don’t want to ponder on its meaning. This is a natural response of evasion. But trauma specialists talk about the healing aspects of writing. First, Writing helps in processing an…
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