i am not a south indian woman passed out on the side of the street. i was born and bred on the side of the street. my mother was the curb and i leaned on her everyday. i brushed my teeth and spit my cum mixed water out on her everyday. twice a day. our body was incomplete without the presence of all of our holes filled. when i turn 20 i will be an aunty and i will wear leopard print bikinis to the park and yell at little children with water guns. i am a south indian woman and i walk in stripper heels past st paul's. i watch sinners who sin more than me sin again and i cover my mouth with my oily hand to stop my laugh. i smear my lip liner and stumble on the side walk. i am home and i am blue and bleeding
