like the sky I've been too quiet

not in an anthropological mood

Ganavya

first notebook of songs

Ganavya

forgive me my

Ganavya

seal

Ganavya

el kebda, let it go

Ganavya

we made it to the underpass

Ganavya

our mother is our daughter is our mother

Ganavya

(sister said) home is a direction

Ganavya

we're still at the underpass

Ganavya

call it luck if you want to

Ganavya

call her by her name, enheduanna

Ganavya

growing sense of wonder

Ganavya

I walk again, eyes towards the Sky

Ganavya