Kali in the dog’s mouth.

It’s a blue day, sunny, after the rains and everything is shining. And it is hot.

From my balcony on the first floor that is high enough to feel like the second floor, I see a beautiful black dog pass by on the grassy road underneath. His tongue is out as if he is carrying it somewhere. And the tongue, the glittering wet tongue, it is incredibly red—

—it reminds me of the goddess Kali, in her angry incarnation of Durga. She is dark blue and her tongue red like blood.

I saw Kali in the black dog’s mouth as he walked past my house.

Kali standing atop Shiva, Calcutta Art Studio print, 1883.

July 19, 2022