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curse as blessing

I believe in the unseen. In the subtle changes of the world, the hidden workings of god in whispers. I believe that at fifteen, I was cursed. From the foot of the Himalayan mountains. We imprint ourselves in the things, the objects, the cloths that cover our bodies, the beautiful ornaments that serve us daily.Continue reading “curse as blessing”

Bleeding stones

You are five. Your father tells you he will kill himself. But not today. You listen every night, with an impeccable concentration, for any noise, any silent scream, muffled breathing, just in case. Not tonight. Until one day you pack this all inside you and stop caring – you’re older now, stronger. On the surfaceContinue reading “Bleeding stones”