[I split myself]
Maged Zaher
I split myself
To improve my chances of intimacy
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You say: “the men my age are beautiful
They have fountains for eyes”
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I say: “I am unwise as my ancestors
I carry their black hair and anguish in the bones”
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The wind hits the coastal structure
The design is flawed—death is upon us
— —
The men your age are beautiful
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- October 11, 2018
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Copyright © 2018 by Maged Zaher
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Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission
Spring 2018
Chicago, Illinois
University of Chicago
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