Victory (poem)
The firecrackers light up the night skysmiles move from a face to anothershe is happyin India it is Deepavali, the
The firecrackers light up the night skysmiles move from a face to anothershe is happyin India it is Deepavali, the
We talked about heads turning into tails, / and my mother’s silverware jumping out of /
their drawer and marrying her jewelry.
So, is silence the loss of voice or sound? I think there is a lot to be read and written about silence, not as an absence of noise but a language in its own merit.
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