Well I ink a lotta damn poetry
, And thought " why not bind it and put it out there"
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Stories by Fathima Hiba
FALLEN
The shards of the broken glass
reflects the unsaid wars.
Maybe one day, I will get my stitches
ANCHOR
I walk with
That heaviness
In me
Weighing me
Down to
Nothing.
MAD WOMEN POEMS
I don't like fantasies
I only ink them.
Inspired by "Layla Majnun" narrative.