Winter 2008

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I recoil from the certitude that religion can give a person; it’s horrific.
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Stripped we are — no mark of wealth or rank upon us. We wear our skins.
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You can stand on the edge and tremble with fear or risk your life.
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From a pyre on the burning ghat a corpse slowly sits up in the flames.
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It’s the roll-up-your-sleeves hour, when you have to make a living.
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The sight of her belly ring and the smooth, tight canopy of flesh.
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