And the Sun was in My Handbag
A poem by Rosa Jamali
Translated from original Persian into English by Rosa Jamali

And the Sun was in my handbag
And the whole world felt heavy and on my tired and numb arms
Just the moment our bodies merged ever since
And I had devoured the blind branches
As if your crimson gold had poured over me
And I was the wildlife
And my voice was your silent arrow in the echo of my voice.

Screaming like a Banshee…

It is me who has been running over the branches
Has been living in you like a termite
And has joined the wildlife.