We will be the change we want to see
I am squatting
I am wringing laundry with my hands
I am picking chunks of dirt from the soles of my feet
I am learning to smell the open sewer when I breathe in and out
I am walking
I am jostling in a vikram, in a small car that must have the air conditioning switched to off in order to make it up the Himalayan Mountain where love calls
I am exhausted
I am exhilarated
I am joyful
I am fretting as we weave ourselves up the steep slope and you can ...
