When I think of those who have called me a whore–– lovers, liars, taxi drivers, strangers, men who knew me but didn’t, women too. In a rage, my father, my mother. Those grasping for the scourge that will always […]
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Anushree Varma
No, it was not you I was thinking of when you caught me. I didn’t answer you last night, because to give such an answer is no answer. It merely opens the floodgates to more questions. None of […]
I woke from nightmare into the vast bed. The magnificent coral bed carved into figures of men and dogs, with four dolls as legs. At night, the dolls broke away, ran far off, and returned to tell of the scandals […]
