Aisha Malik: Prisoner of Time

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Time

My loneliness upends me

Sends me to myself

I am only half a daughter, sister, friend, lover and neighbour

The core of my being molted

They only see what they want to see

I am unto myself what time is to humanity

I am isolated while my neighbour extrapolates numbers on a graph

I am supposed to write, what do I write about?

I exist by myself

I come home to the bitter sound of desperation

Anger and grief

I come home to myself

About the Author: Aisha Malik is an emerging writer. Her poems have been featured in 3 Moon Publishing, Dreams Walking, Sisters of Frida, The Bitchin' Kitsch and The Door Is A Jar and she has upcoming work in Pink Plastic House. She hopes to publish a book one day. She can be found on twitter @aishatweetsalot.

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