Streaming by Kanupriya Rathore

Streaming

Kanupriya Rathore

I like to make a fuss in picking a movie we will never watch because you want to touch me too much we argue over Nana Patekar’s best work and for a moment you forget all about my breasts you are lost, in a fight you are now having with yourself about the brilliance of another man it is easy to like you then we lie on the couch the only solid thing, as you fight your nemesis my old bra, I am grateful for your neck and for the stray dog that is now ours I take a sip of your beer How come we don't have a song, I think, we kiss later, when you're holding my foot up against your chest I wonder, if I wore too much eyeshadow for a night of Netflix and this on the screen, Nana Patekar mouths the words of a song, I laugh maybe this could be our song We talk, about your mother how she forgets your name sometimes another beer for you that I drink most of the credits roll and we are washed in the light of names, many names and none of them are us