december sixteenth.
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fashloom is a bride with a scratched face,
an abused daughter being married off
to a merciful man, she is glowing
draped in red and green,
lights drip from her neck
and wrists like gold,
her mahr hanging from
her earlobes, shining.
her cousins dance in the street,
clapping and stamping,
singing songs
to send her off
to her new life. 
1 comment:
Very nice one Nadia! Keep it up.
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