I was applying an ointment to my bruised thumb of my left hand, The inner side of it got abraised because of dry skin and a hangnail, And...

My childhood keeps dying, In the lanes I've grown up in, Destroying one thing at a time, As if the universe is cleansing, Everything I...

In this never-ending healing, Of my inner self, Today my teenage self wanted revenge, And I gave it to her, Letting my current self be at...