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Instead I Say: Falasteen
Instead I say: Falasteen
Because I hope
That when the colonizer comes for me
Somebody says my name right in the eulogy
Like my mother intended
With all the history of my homeland
I hope in one final act of rebellion
I refuse to fit comfortable in their mouths
I hope these consonants cut their tongues
I hope they choke on these guttural vowels
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More Posts from Wisp-of-thought
Who is left for me to come home to?
The days are long
I reach for the end
And even it
Does not reach
Back
I think of who I will call
When the last breath comes for me
And the answer is
Phone static
I am a forgotten thing
When sleep comes for my city
She does not remember my name
When the dawn yawns
And finds me awake
Still
No one apologizes
I think this is what they all believe
I deserve
My heart chambers
Hollow forever
Always echoing
This guilt
Until I am nothing
But the worst things I have done
— I would be sorry, but I'm not
We could be worse —
Inspired by Olivia Gatwood
