i tell you not to cry because beneath this flesh my true beauty is revealed. i will not die but like a marvelous starfish i will slowly heal and multiply all day and all night long. so you can cut off my arms because i don’t need biceps to be strong. i don’t need legs to commute with. even without a tongue, i will not be muted. because my voice will always remain loud and it surrounds you like a shroud. my voice can be heard in the rumbling of the clouds, in the chirping of the birds, and its meaning can be found in every atom like words. collateral damage / mamun miah muslim writers collective / new york / april 25, 2014 videography / teena nawabi
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 01:46:01 +0000
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