Madu Balashanmugan

Shame, Silence, Grief, Guilt and Self Sacrifice

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February 25, 2024 | Madu Balashanmugan

Her hands were moist and warm. Her fingers were clasped around my hand, holding on with surprising strength. The sky was dark and stormy. Raindrops rolled down the windows, temporarily blurring sections of the outside world. The air tasted metallic, tinged bitter with the smell of drugs and disinfectant. The […]

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