Muffin - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
She eats the cranberry muffin
Slowly, piece by piece
Her right hand
The middle finger.
Her eyes faded blue
Twilight of the
Flickers the hope
For few more days
Weeks or months to
Continue the life
“Death, hold on…delay…please! ”
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