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they should invent a body that feels normal to be inside of
Just like Ahmad Faraz said - Ab tere zikr pe hum baat badal dete hain, kitni raghbat thi tere naam se pehle pehle.
(Face reveal cause fuck it no one i know is here)
In your 20s, you'll feel like you're losing the race. It's important to understand that there is no race.
Not even against yourself.
At all.
Warsan Shire, from "Extreme Girlhood", Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head
All these days that came and went
Little did I know they were life.
Was about to wear that to my presentation-
when i‘m trying to go to sleep but then i remember and remember and remember and remember
One if I could I would nail these hands to the edges of stars. I would sacrifice this body to the sky hoping to resurrect as someone spiteful enough to not care about you anymore.
....
You left a story on me that only I can read,
You wrote, and I wore it as grief.
I heard the echo of a love that was never mine,
yet I still bow to it like prayer,
yet my heart still calls you my precious thing.
I call it a curse, the way I keep yearning for something that was never made to stay.
but whose
curse am i?
my dearest.
From my heart’s grief I wrote a letter to my beloved.
The only thing I look forward to in the future is the day I die.
As your guest, I trained myself
To beautify
Our collective trauma.
Hold a funeral for the imagination, I thought.
(how to wash a heart)
Bhanu Kapil, How To Wash A Heart