It Was A Mild Winters Day And
The Sun Was Setting
In The Western Sky.
The Sky A Mixture Of Deep Orange And Purples,
It Would Have Been Quite A Site
If You Hadn’t Stuck The Knife In His Heart.
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Marriage Before Blood, Poetry by Mohammed Islam Butt
He is talking to me.
Almost daring me to challenge the status quo.
My mouth quivers and tries to speak to save my brother not from the act of marriage.
But from himself.
The metamorphous is quicker in some and slower in others.
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