Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.
HINNAH MIANI always wanted to be more than my brown skin, when you told me I was sweet like cinnamon.
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.
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For once I want to be something that lasts.
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Your heartbeat is a holy thing.
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This country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
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Allow me to introduce myself, A warning and a welcoming all at once.
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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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Somewhere inside my throat lives your ache.
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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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I am unbearably human.
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I want to be something to pray for but I don’t know how to be.
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And what am I but the smallest of footnotes in the universe’s everlasting memoir?
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I loved you in quiet because to hide is to pretend that it is okay.
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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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We are so much more than skin can hold.
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I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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