I want to separate writing from heartbreak but I don’t know how.
HINNAH MIANThis country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
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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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And what am I but the smallest of footnotes in the universe’s everlasting memoir?
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Love transcends oceans and I love you in every country we are both made of.
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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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Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.
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Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.
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I am only beautiful when my legs are open and I have forgotten my mother tongue to make room for yours.
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Seek refuge in the space between my bones.
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I loved each and every one of your faces.
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When you kissed me you breathed air into my lifeless soul.
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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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The most beautiful parts of your body are those you had to grow again.
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I don’t like how your embrace feels like comfort till the knife thrust.
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He reminds me of the shadow between silences.
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I want to be something to pray for but I don’t know how to be.
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Living is not living when I am living without you.
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Hope lingers like a moon.
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I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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I am unbearably human.
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I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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Tear me open and rest inside me.
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I have lived too many lives to be only one thing, and instead of attempting to mesh them into a form of a human being, I have decided to love every jagged edge of mine.
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I’m sorry only I can both drown you and be the summer that dries it away.
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I pocket grief and it beckons me like a lover.
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How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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