"Language of the Wound is Love" primarily deals with poems reflecting the pain and loss of first-generation immigrants losing their primary language while trying to fit their hyphenated identities. It highlights the fact that every wound inflicted because of gender or sexual-based discrimination, the feeling of loss and belonging of immigrant families, the pain of isolation during the pandemic, or discrimination based on gender or color, has a hunger for love. Its language is love. Love is the acceptance everyone is feverishly seeking in this topsy-turvy world, hence the title. This collection has been divided into five sections namely "Language Lost", "Blood on Our Hands", "Every Pain Has a Story", "A Collective State of Disbelief " and "Brotherhood". The opening section "Language Lost" deals with the poems reflecting the pain and loss of first-generation immigrants losing their primary language while trying to fit their hyphenated identities. It talks about the pain deeply experienced by people of color and other minorities living in a racist and xenophobic society. The collection depicts the isolation felt by the world living their own version of realities during the pandemic and the longing effect on its social-emotional bonding. This collection highlights my journey, gives it a voice, and strengthens the fact that every wound has a language that needs love, and patience intermixed with sagacious interpretation.
