I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.
HINNAH MIANThis country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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If you wish to read the story of my people look no further than my body.
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Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.
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I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.
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This country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
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How does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
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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 pocket grief and it beckons me like a lover.
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Your heartbeat is a holy thing.
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I want to be something to pray for but I don’t know how to be.
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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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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.
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I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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