Speak The Mag

‘watching you talk’    

You were talking

Your hands slapped the air
With the enthusiasm
Of hungry fish

 Your fish-hands

 Slapping the air

 Between us

 Made ripples
That travelled to the

 Little bubbles burst
Around your lips
As the fish swam
Thrashing their tails
Through your story

 Your nails kept me
Kept the fish

 In your story man and woman
Here and now
Desired one another
Like the colour on your nails,
The colour of her vulva
When it throbs
As it is devoured
Like I devoured your
Reminded of it every now and then –
When my mind wandered
To your lips –
By your slaps
To the air between us,
The air that circled you
As you spoke
Becoming an extension of my
Arm, its hair
Standing on end

 It could’ve been your story
That did it

 Or it could have been

 Or the pink 

 Or the way your eyes
Sliced this way and that
When your man and woman
Thrashed and tremored
Like your fish-hands

 I’m hungry now
And neither fish
Nor stories can satisfy me
I would have eaten
Your nails
But that pink
Will remind me of your vulva

You are talking
I bring my face to where
Your hands are slapping the air
So they stop

 The man and the woman
Are here and they are now

 Your lips part, release
A sudden trail of bubbles
That snakes
It’s way into my mouth

 The bubbles taste
Of your pink

 I can make do with that
For now

 Next time I’ll need
The full story.

Devashish Makhija
meet the author

Devashish Makhija

Devashish Makhija has researched and assisted on ‘Black Friday’ (dir. Anurag Kashyap) and was the chief assistant director on ‘Bunty and Babli’ (dir. Shaad Ali). He has written numerous screenplays, notably Avik Mukherjee’s ‘Bhoomi’ (Homeland) and Anurag Kashyap’s ‘Doga’; has [...]