Erika L. Sánchez, From Lessons On Expulsion: Poems; “The Loop"

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I call for a new tomorrow,

but hold yesterday's hands tightly,

the grip is powerful,

and the darkness is obscure to most.

I thrive in the sun,

I feel the gentle rhythms.

- Anneshwa

Jamil B. Holway, tr. by George Dimitri Selim, from Grape Leaves: A Century of Arab-American Poetry; “Throbbings”

The moments between giggling beginnings

& sobbing peripheries.

My body got well aquainted

with your amber touch,

now remains unbothered in the alleyways

of fading emotions.

My heart remained sangfroid in

your presence,

even when the entire edifice was on fire,

but now me and my little heart burn

in your longing.

- Anneshwa

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And may you have the courage to live your mysteries with an open heart.

Anneshwa Paul / A melancholic December morning

One day you will deny to destroy yourself by the immense grief you hold in your heart and the breeze will feel a little sweeter, and the birds will chirp your favourite songs, and you'll realise you've been healing all this while.

-Ann

When you touched me & cut me deep with your stare. My eyes bled merging into my lips. The flower of desparation bloomed and i called it LOVE.

-Anneshwa ✨

do you still feel my sickness in your bones?