early the next
morning we were
back in the
car with our driver, daniel
and on our way
to agra.
“i love coming here!”
that’s what
she said each time
we sat down
for tea.
(another picture-heavy post)
after almost a
month in the south
of india,
i decided that we
needed to take a
short trip up north
to see some
of things that
everyone should
see when visiting india.
besides, i had
to comply with
rachel’s thinly-veiled threat,
“i’m not coming to india and not seeing the taj mahal.”
coughing.
unwilling to cover my
face, though i’m
breathing in someone.
it somehow seems disrespectful
to cover the
holes through which
i breathe, as the
smoke of the
dead surrounds
me.
i’ve been here.
when you were
breathing.
five years ago.
watching a fire
burn for the
first time,
we covered our
noses, our mouths,
not knowing what
to do.
instead of watching,
we found ourselves
retreating.
then two years
later, just me
here again, still
unable to feel,
yet seated,
unmoving for [...]
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