the day her mother died
death passes through your body
like a ghostly figure in one of those english movies
the last breath, soul’s way of departing
leaving behind an airless mass
mama says she held her mother in her arms
as she left her body on the charpoi & evaporated
held her lifeless body, my mother lowered her body into the grave
came home and sat down to peel onions.
zarnab tufail (she/her) is a Pakistani poetess. She is the co-founder of The Walled City Journal and an aspiring medical student. Her words have been published in Vagabond City Lit, The Remnant Archive, Capulet Mag, and elsewhere.
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