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You say it with a smile on your face Eyes teasing and bright You Bengalis and your fish I roll my eyes at the words I’ve heard all my life And pretend to only pretend to be angry You wouldn’t understand it, I almost say But you wouldn’t understand it My father’s only constant sets up shop across the city Sunlight bouncing off scales every morning No matter taxes and market crashes and other nitty gritties The cart does not move He respects my father, despite his bideshi ways

violets bloom in my bruises. violets bloom in her bruises, rainbows reflect in my tears. rainbows reflect in her eyes, sunbeams peek from my pleas. sunbeams peak from my pleasure, stardust sparkles between blows. stardust sparkles between her thighs, i silently beg her not to stop. i pretend not to hear her. kitu

You can’t put a definitive on anything dead. I know that, I know. We have giant question marks at the end of every sentence and learn every movement our muscles make when rolling the word ‘unknown’. May be, presumably, allegedly, thought to. Apparently, seemingly, maybe so. But I want them to know. When centuries in the future they’ll maybe find what I wrote, I want them to be sure it was not brotherly love that I was hunching over a page for, tear stains and left-handed smud

ring ring I sit And stare at the ceiling ring ring Waiting, waiting. Hoping, just hoping ring ring That maybe you stop what you’re doing, and ring ring think about me, the way I think about you. I force my head into my pillow hoping that maybe I’ll stop breathing Either way, I don’t seem to hold any purpose without you. ring - Then silence. That familiar voice echoes in my ears. The number you have dialled is currently busy. Please-- 8 words, so common, so Seemingl