Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Love Sounds like a Slammed Door

He asks why I can’t love him without my hands cuffed behind my back. How do I tell him? At night, I still listen for the sound of my mother’s breathing.     Orooj-e-Zafar fancies herself a spoken word poet while she struggles her way through medical school in her hometown, Islamabad, Pakistan. Most recently, she has been published at Persephone’s Daughters, By&By Lit and Voicemailpoems.org. You can connect with […]

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