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50 pages, Paperback
Published January 1, 2020
When I was very young, I asked Baba what drowning feels like, and he said not everything feels like something else.
At night, I dream of a Buddha / who never prays. He plucks drones from the sky, / sucks on them like lollipops.
After they made me, the first thing they did was peel the cellophane from my eyes. I blinked once, twice, and cried because that’s how you say you are alive before you are given language.