Words
I look in the mirror
Traces of your words reside on my face
Stored in my eye sockets; the unshed tears
Pulsing like arsenic in the blood
Traces of your handprints echo on the fabric
Echo on the flesh
An echo to the bone
Memories of disgust
Memories that will rust
In the ebb and flow of time ◆
Dana is a writer and poet from Kuwait. She has a weekly column in Al Jarida newspaper (Arabic), as well as occasional articles in Kuwait Times newspaper in English. She has published a poetry book last year under the same name as her blog: “Reflecting Moon”. In her blog, more intimate poetry and content can be found. Contact Dana through: @caracaleyes on Instagram