The sunlight’s fragrant oil sits
in my belly, a broth, a balm.
I have awakened to a promise today-
a window and a cooing pigeon,
a nest and the blankness of a pale egg,
smooth, like the surface of hours,
like a day as it unfurls, expectant.
Poetry by Rumaisa Maryam Samir
Image by Adam Strong
Rumaisa Maryam Samir is an emerging poet from Karachi, Pakistan. She first discovered poems were fun at the age of eight, when she wrote one on her mother for a school assignment. Now nineteen, she wishes she had more time to write in between juggling her studies and internships. Find her and more of her work @discardedfirstdrafts on Instagram!
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