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coming of age

before I turn forty I want to turn into a woman: become im -perfect arrest my efforts at enough deliver the sub- par with pride I've been told women are allowed to do that before I turn forty I want to embrace the woman in me she knows perfection is a choice I never knew I had an option.

Poetry

Lavanya Acharya

Jan 41 min read

Lovebird

When I was younger and depression kept me up all night, I'd open my windows and let the night's breeze inside— let the miasma of my inner dark be swept away by the fragrance of bright rose apples: a tantalizing breath of freedom on the other side of the cage. Through the wire I'd watch the silhouettes of resting hibiscus and pattering palm against a backdrop of a thousand stars in an unpolluted sky; Or a bright moon would reflect the daylight of another world over

Lavanya Acharya

Dec 23, 20251 min read

Fleeting Epiphany

What would I do without the people around me? I could not survive alone in the wild. Not many would, and that is what makes us— the willingness of the strong to hold up the weak; the desire to tend to the sick, and for the Voiceless, to Speak. I am not lost. I am loved. I am loved. I am not a burden. I am not a burden. I am Human: a being who can take without giving. For as one hand holds me up here, There, I birth a child or wipe a tear. See, life is not a transac

Poetry

Lavanya Acharya

Dec 7, 20251 min read