'No more over-sweetened tea with friends, or waiting to get a coffee and hoping the machine actually works this time.'
A poem about the trauma and injustice of living as a woman in a patriarchal world
While it seems like this is a poem about owls, it also deals with the multiplicity of identities and being blind to the things right in front of you.
In 2016, a whale washed up on Mumbai's shore. This poem is about that incident and our 'spectator culture'.