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    Volume 11 |Issue 32| August 10, 2012 |


 Inner Voices
 Eid Mubarak
 The Man who would  not Die
 The Cormorant's  Blood
 The Watchers
 Eid Mania
 Untitled Confessions
 If a Sea has Nowhere  to Go
 Ebri Mourning Visit
 Found Poem
 Big Brother

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Iram Akhtar


He holds me tight
And I forget all the world
But him.

He lets me go
And I remember
He used to hold her.


Am I lonely?
I feel like I'm not getting enough sleep.
I wake up in the middle of the night feeling sick.
I reach for the dirty T-shirt I sleep with over my face
Trying to breathe in every little bit of bodily intoxication
That has been exuded by me so-called other half
Who has left me feeling like
This rag off his body
Is the only thing he has left me.
Didn't even leave it actually
I took it!
I pretend to wear it like a noose sometimes.
So, no, I'm not lonely.


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