A Woman's Painted Fate: A Unique Signature Poem by Atef Ayadi

A Woman's Painted Fate: A Unique Signature



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Fact from her eyes:

ice, rover, roll over, tilt, punch, pitch
itch, and scratch me now.

tangle, untangle, mingle, bungle,
clip, and flip me like any burger,
cause you are the cook, a chef, a healer, my cover, my roof, my ceiling, and my shingles.

turn and burn one side of me
and leave the other side for another day.

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