forcing an epiphany

by Kunjana Parashar

i look for my god under golden cenotaphs
eat swatches of kush grass from mountains

jab the ticks off a bison's back like a diligent oxpecker
look for truths in the curved ears of a kathiawari horse

still       you don't come

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September 25th, 2019

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