Kali- mahish.asur-mar.dini — Whisper and the Roar

He painted me dark like the goddess on the wall, and in grandma’s locket. Then, he pinned me against glass; Hands apart, wide-eyed, coffee-skinned; My arms covered with copper bangles, fingers bore silver rings, golden chains in my neck, along with a rope that also held my feet, to tie me upside-down, to bind my […]

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