trigger warning: rape
farah. his name means happiness
in the language i was born speaking,
but his name no longer fitted him.
farah. at some point, he was happy,
but one day, it all changed; ever since
then, i never caught him looking alive.
farah. he used to be a lot. he used to
smile a lot and he used to laugh a lot,
but he trusted a lot, when he loved.
farah. some say he should have loved
it like he loved a lot. others say he should
just forget it, because he forgot a lot.
farah. others say that he was lying, since
he lied a lot, but can't they remember how
he was happy and honest as a lot as he lied?
farah. the glint in his eyes died a long time
ago and people got used to it. but i will never
forget how his name once suited him.
(farah; when i saw him again with
stars in his eyes and a dimple in his cheek,
i realised that everyone can grow and heal,
even if it took a lot of time and a lot of life.)
YOU ARE READING
BOYS
Poetrya collection of poems in which you meet twenty-six boys and read their stories from the perspective of twenty-six other boys. you've met most of them before, in reality, outside these pages. and you've seen some of their faces in the street. and you...
