By Karthika Rajan
There are things I'm learning with being locked down
Like how I'm a warrior just by making that move from bed
Like how watering the house plants and making morning chai is the way i let the sunshine into me
Like how dragging the water can to the filter is an achievement
Like how my body is changing and it's not going to look like a model's social media feed
Like how the number of apps on my phone withers away the rose petals from life
Strangers will love me for the poetry and the way my limbs move
Yet those few will love me on those days
I'm out of fashion
I don't have to make a name out of my debris
And build followers to get celebrated
Those who know me will carry my voice to the marrow of their bones
To choose life always
Instead of candy houses of media
For its a privilege
To just know I live.
By Karthika Rajan