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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.

Zarnab Tufail

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