to the mothers of the disappeared in Kashmir
Mother
here just blood tangles tangles
no muddied river
of bodies
will steal away rainbows
from you
you can fall asleep
on chinar leaves again
giving suck to
those mouths of darkness
not saying goodbye yet
Mother
here just rain tangles tangles
no circle insoluble
of nights
will dance away like an echo
from you
you can breathe into
the footfalls again
and wait for the
clouds to spill light onto your quarter moon
here nothing ain’t over yet
here nothing ain’t over yet
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