I’m sorry only I can both drown you and be the summer that dries it away.
HINNAH MIANI 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.
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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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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When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.
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She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.
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I loved you in quiet because to hide is to pretend that it is okay.
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I want to be something to pray for but I don’t know how to be.
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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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How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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And what am I but the smallest of footnotes in the universe’s everlasting memoir?
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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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This foundation can only take the beating of one heart.
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This brown body is not an explosion- it is light and honey.
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I turn moments into poetry.
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Somewhere inside my throat lives your ache.
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Your heartbeat is a holy thing.
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