And as I sat there Two fingers cocked Like a gun At the back of my throat Gagging and heaving up Nothing but air Pulling and tugging at My skin Trying to mold myself (if only I were made of clay) I realized I am a pattern That I have come … More I Am Human
A hair afloat In a brown sea Makes its way Over to me Tender and true My fingers reach out And wrap around you They don’t pull And they don’t tug They’ll keep you safe They’ll keep you snug While I melt away At the bottom of this mug Drink me up … More Not Your Cup Of Tea
You said you didn’t know me And at first your words fell short of my heart But you were right You don’t know me You don’t know me— —or the way water dances beneath my skin— the way air moves and bends so that it may touch me You don’t … More The Burning Sun
Let’s light a fire and smell the lavender burn let the smoke dance its way across the room till it lays heavy on our eyes Let your eyelids sink Let’s hold each other though we’ve never been taught to hold and clumsily find our way to happiness let our skin be free to … More Let’s–You and I
Remember when we said we’d do all the things we’re never going to do? Remember how promises hung heavy in our hearts, but flew lightly from our lips? Do you remember our naivety and how we mistook it for hope? I do. Some say I remember too much, that … More The Night Has Arms
And so we unlearned how to walk on two feet redefined movement as we left the orderly behind and entered a land where trees are not taught to stand in line Copyright notice: © Zeinab Hassan Fawaz and Broken Dolls, 2017. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or … More
I think of you And tears pour out instead of words I think of you And how you do not want me It does not matter how much I want you I have held myself in my arms for too long They no longer sit comfortably at my side … More Can I Be Close to You?
I could tell you Of the sun Of how to speak To walls And make wet autumn leaves Crunch I could tell you Of a girl Whose voice carried her Across the Atlantic And I could tell you Of the dangers That lie in her self-made sea I learned Long ago … More Wasted Words
Where are you? Are you here? I can feel you In the air I can smell you In the embers set alight By my flame My smile shines A beacon on you, Invisible Man My dreams tell me You linger At the end Of every corner They do not … More Invisible Man
My heart is made of hands Hands are made to hold So mine must not work I throw myself into the sharp wind for you I throw myself but never allow myself to fall Afraid of any pain that doesn’t come from my homeless hand from my sick mind … More Can I Fall While I’m Frozen?