Ayesha

Ayesha Jan 2021

VII

gusts flip open a
book and sea comes barging out
i drown into me

i drown i drown i drown

Ayesha Jan 2021

VI

i divorced myself
she took the child, the tulips
and me—she took me

outside, the city weeps

Ayesha Jan 2021

V

a skeleton hides
in this old, wooden closet
that i have become

everything seems dusty

Ayesha Jan 2021

IV

plaster of paris
i mould a little me and
she elopes with winds

the night is heavy

Ayesha Jan 2021

III

O little Cosmos
hide me in these petals , i
wish to wilt with you

this one’s childish, i know

Ayesha Jan 2021

II

cats fight, kittens fight
winds, bees, dogs and children fight
all fights inside me

and I can’t breathe

Ayesha Jan 2021

I

a soggy old leaf
i slump onto the ground and
the crowd marches on.

i feel like screaming