When Gods Become People

When gods turn to people, I turn harsh Feet of clay drag me to my personal morass of absent adults, desperate fears and fairytales that never come true. I hunt my heroes, hungry for revenge I stake out my gods, hellbent I’m needling, slicing, threading pain It’s throwback trauma time again. When gods melt human instead of divine gold They

...continue reading

Movie: Turning Thirty

I saw the movie yesterday, five days after it was released and at the unlikely time of 3:30 p.m. It felt sort of appropriate considering that the movie seemed to showcase the absolute freedom of the urban Indian woman. The movie was strictly okay. The songs made me cringe, especially the one just following the opening scene with its done-over-to-the-point-of-nausea

...continue reading