Air Supply, Love Supply

The day after Amma left. Sometime past midnight. Knowing that in the morning we are to carry her away. Did I write this then, or a few days after, I can’t say. It seemed a whole world kept washing away in my...

And so we Just walked in In red white and green Half-naked and bare feet I keep looking over Feeling her smile, Yielding my shoulder For her unseen hand To brush away An unseen speckle Someone said “I know you...

“So, have you called that someone yet?” You asked, dressing me down Hiding your laughter Amma, this is for you I listen to this song, Remembering your laughter Remembering how your body shook As you stood...