Swati Khurana had an essay about motherhood, her own grapes of wrath, and the baby-industrial complex, published in the journal “The Weeklings”
Frida Kahlo, My Nurse and I, 1937 – about which she said: “I am in my nurse’s arms, with the face of a grownup woman and the body of a little girl, while milk falls from her nipples as if from the heavens.”