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Fajr | Sky Island Journal

4/13/2019

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Fajr
​Naazneen Diwan



During fajr namaaz
wrists turned in
toward my diaphragm
I carve my hands
into daggers
pry open ribs
get close to my heart
warm it in my palms,
plugging leaks
and calming hiccups.
match arteries to lifelines
tell it: we were always meant
to meet like this,
on the seam of day
when crickets give way
to dawn chorus
proclaiming we’ve survived
another night.




https://www.skyislandjournal.com/issues#/issue8-spring2019/


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