I Am the Woman – Megha Sood

I’m the woman your mother warned you about with her unabashed truth her unfettered glance towards your banal lies who can topple you from your ivory tower with that crown riddled with a generation of lies I’m the woman your your mother warned you about with her gleaming face brighter than a thousand summer sun…

Survival – Megha Sood

Have you noticed the slow cleaving in my backbone? the seamless transformation the branching into my thousand self like a sapling breaking out from the blind seed. I’m sprouting I am growing breaking out of this cocoon. Growing like a medusa this fecundity of myself breaking out into the thousands version of me morphing into…