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Poetry and Prose

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Stars

 

You remind me of hidden things.

Lost things.

Secrets.

And if I were to find you,

I would find me.

Jaded jewels left behind.

I was not one of your kind.

You pined for

a nonexistent heart of gold.

Who knew that you would have sold

yours too?

Diamond tears

Glisten in an ocean of darkness.

Stars.

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Feeling

I’m feeling like some

poetry.

Like wild ink

on white meadows.

I am feeling

like the curves of o’s , a’s and p’s and

blank.

A dangerous

fear of a

nothingness to

be understood.

A fear of

forgetting what my heart

wants to tell this world.

Poetry is the

craving on a woman’s tongue.

Umami of life.

I am feeling like some

poetry.

Elegance strewed across the

paper,

the quietness of

a soul.

Not fully

known to me at

all.

-Samira Ali

 

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