Awanthi Vardaraj

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I see you.

Crawling on flesh worn-to-the-bone, bloodied, falling, I see you. Can’t look at yourself in the mirror because you’re sure that the wrongness of the wrong was all you. I see you. Arguing with god in the secret room in your […]

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Toast & Tolerance

There was a time I cared enough to question it, when they said that things would get better. Where is eventually’s address? And are we there yet? Are we there yet? Sitting tracing circles on the smoky windows of memory, […]

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“I can show you this” – A Love Poem

For my boyfriend: There are very few people in the world with whom I can be myself; I don’t have to be all those things I make myself be; Perfect, well-turned-out, mature, diplomatic, laid-back; I can show you raw. I […]

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If

If it was another quiver in your arrow; If it was networked into reason; If it was in every fibre of your being; If it was the dark circles around your eyes; If it was a question of your existence; […]

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(In Loving Memory of Colin)

Conscious and Unconscious in Varying Degrees of Time (In loving memory of Colin) They called me when I was sitting staring out the window (and wondering about proliferation) Could have knocked me down with a feather (or anything handy). ‘But […]

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Aung San Suu Kyi

The ties that bind – the daughter of Burma (For Aung San Suu Kyi) Confined only by the letter, millions breathe your spirit every day. Flying free in the shadow of the gun, keeper, mother, leader of a people you […]

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