To my Indian brothers and sisters
H.H.
You look nor much like me
with your drowned screams
nor much like my mother Tomyris
how much more like me with your flayed skin
on your nut-breaking cheeks
with your eyebrows knotted like they’ll never untie
with your erasures and births
nor much!
I suck your dissimilar tongue
my hands are for your pain
like naked swears
stone to stone
hug me tight
nor much me!
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