When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.
HINNAH MIANHow does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
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Somewhere in these walls we’re still dancing, feeling nostalgic and much too in my head.
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I turn moments into poetry.
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I am only beautiful when my legs are open and I have forgotten my mother tongue to make room for yours.
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I like to trace the ghosts of your fingers on the back of my hand. They read- I don’t know how to hold without you.
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And what am I but the smallest of footnotes in the universe’s everlasting memoir?
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I want to be something to pray for but I don’t know how to be.
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Somewhere inside my throat lives your ache.
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I always wanted to be more than my brown skin, when you told me I was sweet like cinnamon.
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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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Living is not living when I am living without you.
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Love transcends oceans and I love you in every country we are both made of.
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Allow me to introduce myself, A warning and a welcoming all at once.
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I don’t know how to let you out without destroying us both.
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Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.
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I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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