It’s an Indian condition to be proud of survival but reluctant to call it resilience. Resilience seems ascribed to a human conditioning in white people.

profundity.

ran away from her as a girl, and a blood clot called me back. The

transgression

contrite.

placate.

That was our last night together, because it was enough. I realized that love can be mediocre and a safe comfort, or it can be unhinged and hurtful.

entropy

incorrigible