MY POEMS ATTEMPT

All

of what

I would want my child to know

my poems attempt.

We are infants before each other, are we not,

so vulnerable to each other’s word and

movements.

. . .

Sometimes God is too shy to speak in public

and He pinches me.

That

is my cue-

to fill in the blanks of your

understanding

the best I

can.

-Rabia