Swish swish, the saree pleats go & Machine & Sister

Swish swish, the saree pleats go

Swish swish, the saree pleats go

I'm lost in ten year-old reverie

Feeling my girlish fantasy

My mirror affirming my new apparel

Unable to reflect the inevitable peril

Twenty-four years have passed

Those memories as fragile as glass

RSVP no to all the weddings

Not knowing where I'm heading

Unsure of what to wear

To any hindu family affair

Fourteen going on thirty-four

Feels like adolescence once more

Wondering how much connection to forgo

Days spent inside, quiet and forlorn

Pass by storefronts, pause for the bait

Mannequin couples holding hands

Which outfit must I recreate?

The one in slacks and a collared shirt

I'd feel at ease

and cover up my hurt

A cleave in my reality

A fracture in identity

This feeling so uncanny

So I ask out loud "Why now?"

to the fleeting clouds

An arrested development?

Then left to brave the elements

Compfem riding waves of validation

A performance now awash in humiliation

The writing was on the walls

The scaffolding coming apart

How will I tell my parents?

Knowing they'll chalk it up to

mental illness?

Appa's suicidal tendencies

Amma's hidden family history

Chinna Anna's autism a mystery

Periya Anna's schizophrenic onset

- my parent's greatest agony

So grab a gurney for me

I'll fulfill the family legacy

Machine

Updates brought forth daily

Up to the minute news

Uptown excited over gold rush

Us folk scroll our devices

To learn of what looms

Each headline

more chilling than the last

Automatons more than assistants

CEO says staff layoffs imminent

Drone usage grows increasingly illicit

ChatGPT prompts deranged and explicit

Illiteracy rates on the rise

Cognitive capacity in decline

Manikins VS Mankind

Androids bring forth human demise

Bots takeover dating apps!

I fling my phone across the room

Within seconds I reach to hurl my laptop

But catch sight of more promises

of digital doom and gloom

Loneliness epidemic continues to rise

Mattel collaborates with OpenAI

Therapy at the low cost of Gemini

Woman falls in love with AI

The rise of intelligent WiFi

Humans surveilled and dehumanized

Techno-anxiety and starved of intimacy

No choice but to

become one with machine

Sister

Matching heart necklaces, engraved

Playing hooky at the cinema, unspoken

I've never stopped searching

You don't want to be found

Shame, guilt and fear, profound

Letters that cross the Atlantic, handwritten

Swapped stories and poems, vulnerable

I'm now stranded in the middle of the ocean

The loneliness anchors me, unbearable

Makeup strewn and hair tools tangled, girlhood

Warm bowls and cozy blankets, blood bond

Even if the writing is on the wall

How can I ever turn my back

on our grandmother's soul?

My truth too heavy for you, loaded

I swallow every word of inconvenience, bloated

Tension between us growing, atmosphere

Smiles and laughs for the cameras, revered

Lost colour in our faces, seasick

You never said a word before leaving, overboard

This sinking feeling in me, capsized

I go on living life without you, monochrome

You say you don't see it that way, ultraviolet

Years pass us by and you still deny it

So I grab hold of a buoy and save my goodbyes

For the ghost of my sister,

who no longer replies



Mathangi Ketheeswaran (she/they), 34, is a Tamil-Canadian poet, activist, and lover of books, beaches, and queer media and storylines.

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