photo by zaria Rashay

anew

zaria rashay

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a poem

today i did not want you.

i did not wake up and
search for the scent of
you on my sheets.

i did not read old
messages looking for
clues as to where your
affection has run off to.

i stopped counting your
half-truths; i no longer
wish to make something
whole from them.

i did not ache when i
saw your fingerprints
had vanished from my hips.

i did not waste my tears on you.

i stopped calling it your
side of the bed; it is mine
and whole like my heart again.

i boxed the birthday cards and
the stories collected in your hands.

i forgot the color of your sister’s
hair and your father’s eyes

i did not listen for your
footsteps outside my door.

i threw out your toothbrush and
ate all the snacks you left behind.

today i did not love you.

i worshiped my
skin and forgave the
imperfections i found.

i ignored every memory
of you that hung in the air.

i wrote myself love notes
and feasted on flower petals.

i welcomed my smile and
the scars on my ankles.

i knew who i was without
looking in the mirror.

i adored myself and only
myself without you
whispering in my
ear for me to do so.

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zaria rashay

the nighttime musings of a poetess. in the daylight i sew things and play at production design. ig @zariarashay youtube: zariarashay