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320 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 6, 2018
“What is love if not a hunger?”
That's the way it is: If two people want to be together, they'll find a way. They'll forge a way.
“What is love if not a hunger?”
For it was here, under this white light and in this horrible stench, that Savitha realized how lost she was. How mislaid. How all the beacons of the world, standing all in a row, couldn't save her.
Flames, flames all around you, licking at your just-born breasts, your just-bled body. And infernos. Infernos as wide as the world. Waiting to impoverish you, make you ash, and even the wind, even the wind. Even the wind, my dear, she thought, watching you burn, willing it, passing over you, and through you. Scattering you, because you are a girl, and because you are ash.


"But what about love?"
"What is love, Poori?" Savitha said. What is love if not a hunger?
"What it wanted was to reveal to me that there is no end to guilt, no end to the prices we pay, that we are the forest, and our conscience, our hell, is the forest floor."
"What fools we all are. We girls. Afraid of the wrong things, at the wrong times."