I forget
to remember
all the things you say
to make me better
nothing commits to memory
save nameless longings
and a sense of cool
against my heat.
Time drifts me forward
a rock against the tide
I exist
to signify
the possibilities.
poetry and prose by Shaista Tayabali
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