Lisa Ray Instagram – No I wake in the mornings to find the city at my window, a giant mouth that’s forgotten how to close. The telephone rings, each ring a reminder that I have been detected, that I am She whose e-mails pile up unanswered, whose checklists grow tangled, matted, unchecked. She who is never on the right platform. She who turns away from importunate hands at car windows. She who smiles when she doesn’t mean it. She who didn’t vote at three elections. But what no one guesses is that it is She who after sundown stalks the dark alleys, hungry to annihilate anyone who seeks to tame her with clammy malarial tentacles of guilt. And on full-moon nights She even dares to look the world square in the face and say no. – Arundhati Subramaniam