Still, Life. Poem by Shalini Rao

Still, Life.



Marriages are made at 247 Usmaan Road
Under the chants of a bald man with no teeth
They say he chants Vedic mantras
For the happiness of the couple.

Bride, included.

So then, I've been made a woman
Or so my husband says.

He lost his virginity last night, you see.

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