I discover kernels, in poems. The shell breaks open to a singed blossom of hair. Before I spit the weirdness out, I savor it a reeling storm in my nose and mouth. For a split second, I see a topiary. I awake to dreams, perhaps they are catchers to my middle-aged songs. They stream outside my mouth. Dribbling, dripping from edges of photographs lingering in shadows of a spider web, stubborn in the south-east corner of my body. I untangle it for a split second. The abyss lights up. I experience survival, in kinships. Kinship mongers, in abundant supply, exist on my fringes and are always in transit like lost mail packages. They arrive at my doorstep, waiting to be found. For a split second, like menopausal flushes, they insist on being found, defiant offerings. Unclasped, I discover fragments of the inevitable. I am aware there is no antithesis to the inhabitable progression of bodies. I step into a bath shovelled with coconut, bubba berry, hibiscus soak that had just been unpacked. I had memorized the steps of how an older woman can drown gracefully in a bath. The article about female writer suicides did say that dying is not a fashion statement.
“Ophelia by John Everett Millais – for Jade 💜” by Dolldiva67 is licensed under CC PDM 1.0
Kashiana Singh
Kashiana Singh is a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. Kashiana’s TEDx talk was dedicated to Work as Worship. Her poetry collection, Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words presents her voice as a participant and an observer. She dips into very vulnerable and personal contexts but also explores the shifting tectonic plates of the world around her. She is from India, now lives in Chicago and bridges the miles by regularly etching her thoughts. She is a regular contributor to different poetry platforms like OnMogul, Literary Yard, Best Poems, Narrow Mag, Modern Literature, SikhNet, Women’s Web, Tuck Magazine, Spillwords, Visual Verse. She is in the process of gathering her second collection of poems. Facebook: KashianaSinghAuthor/facebook Twitter: @Kashianasingh
Kashiana’s lost mail packages Is outpourings of sensitive woman who gracefully accepts that there is no antithesis to progression of a woman body
It is also a peaceful acceptance of this as progression and not retrogression
A must read for all young ladies to grow calmly and not hysterically
Multiple thoughts have been embedded beautifully by the poet
C pal singh