This has happened before, will happen again
What does that fire remember? Satish’s scream
was dragged on the funeral pyre of the husband and the brides were burnt alive;
put to death the lamentation of the lovers of caste and creed,
Rape victim’s tongue squeaked
This has happened before, it will happen again.
-From Meena Kandaswamypoem of
Trigger Alert: Details of Violence, Rape
I remember red and beige sandals with butterflies printed on them. A large butterfly in flight and a smaller one behind it. A fake pearl is affixed on each strap. Almost a canvas. It could be a red sky dotted with the innocent ambitions of butterflies. Since then I have discovered the meaning of red sky. It is said that the red sky in the morning is a warning of stormy weather. One such morning she was gang-raped. Among his remains are a pair of plastic sandals. Worn. His brother bought it for him…
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