by Tilok Adnan
The sky is a _________.
Fill in the blank with a cliched metaphor.
I'm rooting for you.
I came to the roof for sanity's sake
Because the walls around me
Although the brightest white
Seem darker every other day
White florescence, too, fades
The internet is a curse
A home for spastic brains
If you all know so much
Stop talking about the sky
Being a womb or
The bloodstain from your period or
Your mental canvas
Etc.
Etc.
Etc.
Etc.
Stop
Writing
About your mother's traditional beliefs
About your womanhood being questioned
About you being a f****t
About your complaints
About every other thing
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Exclamation
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It's okay.
I'll find myself
My own, secret, metaphor to the sky.
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