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Breathing is labor: one of those days
One of those days when the song on the radio brings back time and it stays and every shed tear, every far-off laughter returns like a ghost from a former chapter. One of those days when my mother’s voice in my memory sways; all her quiet wars, her calloused grace, still a warrior, her love I held dear yet too often misplaced. One of those days when no word you offer can alter my haze as I name myself a failure, a field gone dry, where seeds of dreams fell but forgot how to rise. One of those days when I’d welcome the arms that once dealt me pain for…
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Better Than – Poem
I deserved better. better than those crumbs better than the lies you fed me about work at the epicenter of lock-down I deserved an explanation for her late-night calls and her gleaming smirk when little did I know you two still talked I deserved better than a one-day notice and a one-sided story about us I deserved better than meaningless words and your heart-eyed emojis in other girls’ inbox I deserved a conversation, to be looked into the eye day or night when we talked I deserved warmer hugs and, what were we, after all? I deserved an explanation about the things I was too innocent to be aware of…
