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Poetic Leanings

Dreams

I’ve been dreaming

Of you –

and me

And all of us.

Together again

Like the people we used to be.

 

Of remembering

Tafseer

Teachers

And untidy triumphs

In tangles of misogyny.

 

Of reunions

Terror

Tempests

And tidy trumpets

In twists of fidelity.

 

And me –

Just me

In my tattiest dress

And I couldn’t care less.

 

Still wet from a swim

In a river I wish I was real

My hair,

Curly,

Unruly

Conspicuous

Never mind the veil.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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