Friday, July 10, 2009

The Hijra in Deep Thought

a curse
from her mothers womb
she bought
her birth as a male child
karmic delusions in a knot
all her life the dichotomy
of his and her she fought
menstrual machinations
without a blood clot
a silicone valley of despair
the missing hijra twat
no vaginal monologue
a harsh landscape of living
somewhat
a blessings from
mother Bhauchara
for her longevity she got
through the humility
of my hijra lens
a hijra in deep thought
sometimes cold
sometimes hawt
in between two lines
breaching a rot
the religious heads
her surrealistic existence
they take potshots
collectively homophobic
her downfall plot
neither man
nor woman
a fill in the blank
with tear like dots
on their battered posteriors
article 377 etched in blood
one spots

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