[Poem and art by Aakriti Kuntal]
I fell in love
with a different kind of earth
Simmering
Blue and glazed yellow walls
Glimmering second coats
Life
burning
beneath my flicking tongue
I grew a cotton ball in my throat
fields in marrow and suspension in skin
Spanned my stockings and grafted my knuckles
I undertook
in swift easy strokes
the voids in the air
and swiveled through them
A zebra, a lioness, an albatross and a hummingbird
Humming
Humming
I was sixteen,
tender moist bones,
tiptoeing through the corpses of history
and the
spinning frames of time.
I was sixteen
Flat, underground, gaseous existence
I had swallowed only incense
And I swelled
Daisies in my earlobe, in and around
A spiral existence
Inward and outward
Tomatoes in cubes, platters in my succulent breasts
My face, tatters, snow and landscapes
crayons and clay
I thought I could be
Everything
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