June 23, 2009

Letter from Ramabai to her Husband

Beloved, I’m tired and this drying body remembers the crane- white of your nails tonight.

The widows come in limp droves everyday and my ears scorch with their words.

Today, Shanta told me “They gave me powders to choke my daughter.” Her hands kept fluttering to her head as if to touch dream hair.


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