longings
deep seated in my memory
resurface
myriad
deep red
thick
blood
dripping

shades of green
shift weather
timelines of separation-
it’s monsoon
again (2018)

thick resilience
like molasses
i fall to the ground
stretching my arms across the universe
“look, we are making memories.” (2017)

forgotten loss
irritated bursts
and the bougainvillea
flowers

stale tea
i stir over and over again
returning to the beginning
is an act of desperation

moon after moon
passing my window
how many moons till
dawn-

the year of decay prolongs
death by a breadth
sagging lungs
vacant eyes
seamless nights

some years I’ll forget
some years will forget me

solace burns itself to a glow
keeps me warm at night
when nothing but endurance survives (COVID-19 july 2020)

…
Dee is from Lahore, Pakistan. Loves dark nights and old trees.