Brittle Bones
This poem draws from a really difficult time in my life where I felt many emotions associated with grief.
And now mamas crying mourning every memory with you and I’m crying mourning everything I could have had with you and I wonder why God made my arms so thin If all I do is hold people up Stacked like books I held hands while they squeezed and heads while they sobbed Please come visit we need you Muffled tears in my pillow crying is contagious but I cry I cry till my eyes sting then I pray and I’ve never prayed so desperately How selfish of me to beg for death and then beg for you to beat it
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This poem draws from a really difficult time in my life where I felt many emotions associated with grief.
Zaynab Ahmed
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Zaynab Ahmed
Zaynab Ahmed is a third year undergraduate student at the University of Minnesota College of Biological Sciences majoring in biology and minoring in public health. She is very passionate about environmental justice and working on local environmental justice efforts within her community. She enjoys creative writing and performing original spoken word pieces locally. Some of her other hobbies include being outdoors, reading and traveling.
