"Devotion to Downfall" by Sarah Al-shimary

February 11, 2018

"Devotion to Downfall" 
raindrops cling sleepily onto my eyelash
a cast of limitations
an extremity of shifting emotions
I luxuriate in rough, unforgiving hands
while the shadow of my mother peers aggressively silent
poison born from the mountains that have spit me out
I am heavily bonded in the still air of my reckless sins
the rain is begging against the windowsill
my mouth lunges knives unwillingly
before my mind can fathom what I feel
my tongue stings whenever I say your name
and it continues to rain

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