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her garden yearns more for visitors than water. 19!

[back-in-nyc]

fatima aamer bilal, from we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: i often asked myself / do i want love / or do i want proof that i am loveable?]

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘the theatrics of a sick girl.’

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘the theatrics of a sick girl.’

[text id: this fragile attempt at metamorphosis / has left me stunted with a myriad of faces]

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘a dead leaf of a sick branch on a rotting tree’.

[text id: a morgue shapes itself inside me, / and i have been guarding the gateway, making sure nobody enters or leaves. / but the dead never walk, and the living could never stay. / what you are guarding is rotting flesh, / making sure that the putrid smell /doesn't reach the surface. / all this should have been a cemetery by now, a burial awaits, but here we are — denial is a disease that eats all.]

[ivynightshade]

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘a dead leaf of a sick branch of a rotting tree’.

[text id: i am running out of metaphors / to hide this sickness in]

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s i know fire like i know my home; they burn the same.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s i know fire like i know my home; they burn the same.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘you must burn.’ // art shared by eda akyel on pinterest.

[text id: when you are born nothing, / you spend your entire life trying to be everything.]

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘you must burn.’

[ivynightshade]

excerpts from the script of ‘the heart beats for two’, written by fatima aamer bilal.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am your mould, but the shape of you is true absence, leaving me purposeless.’

[text id: i am a body that will always host the parasite of yearning.]

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am your mould, but the shape of you is true absence, leaving me purposeless.’

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i wish to be the sun.’

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘the exhaustion in existing and the hunger for heed’

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am your mould, but the shape of you is true absence, leaving me purposeless.’

[text id: and is this not treason? / my soul belongs far more to you than it does to me.]