this sucks, dude.
why the heck am i
leaving india?!?
sucks. sucks. sucks.
sucks.
sucks.
i really wish i were
more articulate right now.
but as my girls’ faces
and laughter
replay in my mind,
i didn’t even get
to give everyone a
real goodbye,
there's so much more
i want to learn,
and my final image of
Roshen is him peering
through the window
clutching in his arms
a precious gook, giggling,
i wonder why.
and i tell myself,
this sucks, dude.
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