chai/chia
I love chai she slurps/ her toothy grin a warning/ she inhales my flavors/ elaichi adrak cinnamon mint/ i was milk and sugar now i’m no match she swishes me in her teeth/ soaks her tongue in me/ gulps before i can scream/ I love chai seeds in my salad.
Bio: Aishwarya Javalgekar (she/her) is a feminist writer and researcher with a Masters in English. She has recently published her work in Seiren, perhappened, and dreams walking magazines. She explores identity, mental health, and the body through her writing. Find her on Twitter @aishsj.
