Cornflour water gruel by Kushal Poddar

I grew up on cornflour
water gruel believing
it, milk and honey
because she said so.
Nothing appeased the nation
of my flesh, blood and mind
than a simple faith.
Nothing seemed more promising
than waiting on the porch
for silhouette to feel
my toe ends while my mother
hums a song so rich
that I can imagine
life in a pool house,
swimming in simmering
milk and honey sunset.

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