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The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. 43 more words

Life

Reading Warsan Shire

I had been sobbing over something when my friend handed me a little poetry book.
“Read. Read carefully, and tell me what you think,” she said, as she wiped the tears off my face. 359 more words

Opinion

Ten Books that have 'Stuck with Me' Through the Years

The other day I participated in one of those book challenges on Facebook, where I had to list ten books that have stuck with me/impacted me the most. 4,913 more words

Things That Interest Me

On Reading 'Teaching My Mother How To Give Birth' by Warsan Shire

It is a cool crisp Saturday morning in bed. I have a backlog of reading to get through, which is always confusing and daunting to navigate. 1,030 more words

Phoetry

Conversations about home at a deportation centre

Warsan Shire

Well, I think home spat me out, the blackouts and curfews like tongue against loose tooth. God, do you know how difficult it is, to talk about the day your own city dragged you by the hair, past the old prison, past the school gates, past the burning torsos erected on poles like flags? 511 more words

Residue, Warsan Shire

Residue, Warsan Shire

I give myself five days to forget you.
On the first day I rust.
On the second I wilt.
On the third day I sit with friends but I think about your tongue. 84 more words

Warsan Shire