i.
I remember it well…
The curve of your mouth,
Breathing syllables and unspoken
Rhythms soothing angst
Buried in trauma and self-deprecation.
iii.
I remember it well…
Two lovers in an unholy war
a mother’s indignation
Words flailing
To and from her/him/them
In storms of resentment
Tight-lipped reconciliation
And melodic rhapsody
In limbs intertwined.
ii.
I remember it well…
Fleeting moments of anger
And the crash of a finjan
Creating coffee stained fortunes on
Whitewashed walls
Shattering safety nets
Because who knew pain from kin
Could pierce you that way.
iv.
I remember it well…
The moment you uttered
‘I love you’
Only to end us
Three weeks,
Five days,
And three hours later.
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TEXT: NOUR SALMAN
ART: SANDRA