Evil, Screaming, Gluttonous Women: A Collection

Hungry Woman

Here is a list of things I wish I could eat –
A bowl of hot ramen on a cold winter night
The soft gooey brownie cookie stolen from a friend’s plate
A sliced mango, juice running down my wrists

The words I hurled at my mother when I was home for the summer.

She said two things and I said two things back
And now we have four big things left to rot around the house
Heavy and bitter, smelling of food that’s gone stale.
“She is exactly like you!”, my friends exclaim
But really I know, I am exactly like her.
Now I’m sitting here with a hunger that burns
For all the foods I could have eaten with her
For you see, my mother is a hungry woman too.


Angry Woman
Woman sitting angrily at table, pretending not to be angry
Eating lunch furiously, salad papad and chutney

Shoving that fucking fork in her mouth, she’d rather kill herself frankly
Fucking fork punctures her fucking tongue, still, pretending not to be angry

“No no tell me more”, she spits out that chutney across the floor
She wrings his neck and takes his case then obliterates those glasses off his face

The crowd goes wild, cheering noises, claps and hoots
“Back to earth sara”, they snap their fingers, they tap her shoes

Angry woman sitting at lunch, choking down the gluttony
Pretending not to taste blood, pretending not to be angry.