Ritual

The dupatta is wrung Around her neck, A noose To keep her body chaste And her screams Locked up.   Her torn limbs Expose pale bone and flesh Devoured by the men Who raped her and the dogs Who could not find a meal That day.   Her swaying corpse was burned, Leaving her drenched […]

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Flight

By dying

I have been born in the eyes and

Minds of many.

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