Meena Kandasamy
here, the hurried truth:
day after day after day
of battling death and
keeping him at bay
you became the star
taking struggle in her stride
and we became the body
breaking free, we became
the scream cutting loose
from the curse of silence,
we became the protest
that poured like blood
from a wounded night,
and learning from you,
we became the flesh
that became the fight.
