Arati Warrier Poems

My people are magic, know how to fold into their skin and hold
themselves up, know how to fit somewhere they are not welcome.
2013
I am back in my parents' house.
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I have never felt so at ease as the day you called me precocious.
I have never feared big words, only those that refuse to use them
And the syllables rolled of your tongue like honey… I was hooked.
Language became our vein of communication
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