Blue Bell Poem by Nafisah Suleiman
Blue Bell
Blue bell, my second sky; my earthly scar,
a small blue secret stitched into the ribs of the field.
you are almost light, almost touch,
a presence the wind keeps forgetting how to hold.
i stayed too long in the echo of you, learning the shape of absence
as if it were a language.
i am only passing through, a fleeting shadow
in a place that has already forgiven me.
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