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When my mother calls me an angel, I ask her what it is like to have birthed a perennially angry angel, who finds home in dissent and is quite a killjoy. “It’s alright, actually really fun,” she answers with her fractured smile.

I come from a community of weavers who were subjugated to casteist hate through the fascist propaganda that overwhelms my country. For that, I promise to destroy every form of structural colonialism I hold and the religious doctrines that perpetuate this violence.