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12:00 AM, June 20, 2019 / LAST MODIFIED: 12:00 AM, June 20, 2019


I have left out all the details,

For you who reads my scattered words.

So you can have your own story to tell

As you dip your toes into the water of this mess.

You must run your hands over the texture of my poetry,

To let these words seep into the layers of your skin.

Shuffling through your thoughts and hopes,

They will guide you to the land I never dreamed. 

You can keep these words under dainty sea shells,

Fill them up with the sand grains that have your footsteps.

You can tear them off into ghost pieces,

And feed them to the ones whose eyes have bled.

For my ambient words are like peacocks,

They are elegant in the wilderness,

Humble of the vivid culture they represent,

Their feathers are yours to collect.

I have left out all the details,

Have hidden ciphers under the shadows.

You can choose to let them fade,

Or you can form constellations through them.

Maisha Nazifa Kamal just doesn’t get why all the black cats meow at everyone else except her. Send her ways to communicate with them at 

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