The poet exists in fragments, so does the poetry.
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The poet exists in fragments, so does the poetry.
Demanded nothing….
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’
[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]
i need to kill myself, M.T.
life is only real when you're around.
d.b.a
do not dare question my loyalty
because even when i don’t have you
you will still always have me.
july 25th 3:23 pm.
I will survive but I'll never recover.