[This is a poem I wrote on February 11th, 2014]
(Is that cheating?)
I don’t want India to change
I want to tell you this
While you stand in front
Of a mirror
Pulling and poking at your
Puffed flaked landscape
Tell you (like a boyfriend)
That if it were up to me
“I wouldn’t change a thing”
and you’d believe me
because it wasn’t your mother
saying it
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