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.
HINNAH MIANHow does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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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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When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.
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The most beautiful parts of your body are those you had to grow again.
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Love transcends oceans and I love you in every country we are both made of.
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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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Seek refuge in the space between my bones.
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How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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Read 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.
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Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.
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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.
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I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.
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I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.
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