poetry
Fever Dream
Content warning: this piece contains language/themes that may be triggering to some people The lonely
Picked In Their Prime
Blessed to be a sweet globe of purple Another brushstroke to the world’s canvas –
The Shredding
I’ve decided you’ll go missing In the morning You’ll wear my skin in the
‘The Car Crash, An Odyssean Journey’
I built this ship, to take me far, Away from home, closer to hope I
Rooh Afza – Refresher of the Soul
Rooh Afza Refresher of the Soul Boil 4 cups of water, 1kg of
‘He called me Uttu’
I didn’t like the gossamer of his parlourAnd not the fine silks he wrapped me
Moon-lines
when you love someonelet them goin the brief moments offreedom you may touchallow your
Muslimah Tells of Love
*content warning – sensitive images* I want to know how it feels to be desired