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Ati, Yalan
Untitled Poem Don’t poke through my wordslooking for anything at allto give you pleasure: Half burnt bone ashesand the souls of ancestorslong since dead lie stillin those words, and in the stench of these linesyou will smell blood,blood oozing outo
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Ati, Yalan
The footsteps of my creation lie all ground up in the open spaces where my voice tried to transform into words the angers that rumble around in the ferocity of my frustration. Writings are written inside me in the ceaseless yearning for words, meltin
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Ati, Yalan, Bama, Buck, David C., C. Buck, David, D., Rajkumar N., Ghatak, Sudhakar, Imaiyam, Itaya Ventan, Vili. Pa., M, Kannan, M., Kannan, Pantiyan, Punita, Periyavan, Alakiya, Rajkumar, N.D., Ventan, Vili. Pa. Itaya, Yakkan
Now, however, there are voices representing millions of Dalits - people who certainly do speak for themselves, but many of whom cannot write for themselves, and would not be published if they did. Some of those voices, translated from Tamil into Engl
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