Untitled by Alisina Saee-Nazari

Alisina Saee-Nazari

 

Untitled

Damaged people like refugees

Cross the borders

of bloodlines

that are not their own.

Their nation lying with

Their choice.

We seek asylum for our pens

because we can no longer

Rewrite our history

Our spirits

Smothered in ink

and callused like elbows.

Put an ear to my chest

And you will hear

Footsteps.

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