This country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
HINNAH MIANRead the scars on my body like braille, for I no longer know how to tell a story that belongs deeply to me but is no longer mine.
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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I am unbearably human.
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How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.
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I loved each and every one of your faces.
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I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.
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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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We are so much more than skin can hold.
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I loved you in quiet because to hide is to pretend that it is okay.
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Love transcends oceans and I love you in every country we are both made of.
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Your heartbeat is a holy thing.
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I want to separate writing from heartbreak but I don’t know how.
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Seek refuge in the space between my bones.
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If you wish to read the story of my people look no further than my body.
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