The rhythm of his name
Sanaa -
Feb 17
I write him in slow ink, as if language itself could undress the […]
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An intimacy with the unsaid
Sanaa -
Jan 27
I wake with the taste of symbols on my tongue. Salt. Smoke. Your […]
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The weight of falling snow
Sanaa -
Jan 20
Oh, quiet herald of upper air, you fall like a thought the earth’s […]
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His Scent
Sanaa -
Jan 15
It stays after he leaves, not like a memory– more like weather. A […]
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Between heartbeats
Sanaa -
Jan 12
I carry your smile like a secret letter, folded warm against my ribs. […]
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Warmth, Temporarily
Sanaa -
Jan 6
The coffee shop floats a little, unmoored from the street, steam lifts from […]
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