Oh god,
infuse the henna of my hands with faith
and tell me your story through all the people who create their beautiful artwork around me
and show me your signs through the delicate designs and vibrant colours,
none of which make any sense on their own but together come around in the most beautiful way!
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Said she, applying the cool paste onto my palms with careful symmetry:
this is something I can meditate on.
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I can’t believe how entwined this transition is becoming with the life I hoped you would provide for me
Please, give me the strength to be strong,
to see the truck you have provided to carry my load, whatever it be
I am on the brink of becoming something more,
a butterfly set to emerge from this bridal cocoon.
nor of the west 