Anusha Subramanian

They say that I’m one half of a whole / That when Zeus split the sapien soul / To quench the threat of humanity / He condemned me to an eternity

I saw the Big Dipper for the first time / Yesterday / Handful of stars casually strewn / Like freckles on an inky facade / I always found them unassuming

I might be delusional / To let language choose / My love for me / It irks me / When I can’t paint potentials / Into poetry

How brave it is / To want to change the world / With nothing but colors / you’ve wrought from yourself

Today, you felt like home.  / Usually you feel like childhood / Bittersweet / Like the mistakes of youth  / Like the times that make you cringe / But then immediately laugh / Because no matter how mortifying, / You’re still glad to have  / That story to tell 

There was a time when I believed that the best phases of my life were periods in which I clearly knew the answers to existential questions of identity.