Fatima Matar فاطمة مطر
Silence is not empty, it's full of answers.
Feb 28, 2016
I scrubbed the clotted chocolate icing off the fork – such a feeling of guilt to it
I washed the stubborn paint off my brushes – such an absoluteness to it
I rubbed the anti-aging cream onto my face – such an apprehension to it
I erased the number off my phone such a sadness to it.
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