Victorian, the archaic caste consciousness or lint flying from carpeted floors
Of Persian rugs: only the finest.
With 7 pm ethnocentric gatherings where fragile foam cups and frothy cream
serve as bitter reminders of chai filling my throat,
my lungs, until I can no longer hear over
the bubbling inside my insides.
Kipling would have scoffed at my homage–
a diorama of [...]
