Seeing Anna
Her mother says:
”Batie, he is brahmin, he father is pundit
there is nothing you could do about it.”
Her father says:
“Well is you who vex the boy. Don’t make a scene. He never even touch you.
Is he self who tell me tell me the whole story.”
And He.
He says, when he comes to pick her up and her parents are waiting to see:
“Oh darling, oh hunny
how are you today? Work was tough this week? I know, me too, love, me too.”
And when she is taken
Quiet, worried
Her dead-weight heart pulling her eyes down
No one seeing
How she flinches when he touches her
How she will not look at him, at you, at anything alive
No one acknowledges that something is wrong
in that silence
right there.
Alone.Together. Alone
is tense disjointed fore-
-shadowing the trigger
that moment when
Alone.
He says:
purple-black-blue-horror-fun-anger-fun-rage-rage-rage-horror-fun-you-deserve-this-don’t-run-don’t
-run-if-you-leave-if-you-talk-you-will-die-you-are-mine-you-are-mine -
screams in silence at his lovelovelove
lets
his curled, tightened, cruel, cruel
hardened points and anything he can grab
until
he, the brahmin, the teacher
has taught
and she the simpleton, the property
has learnt
