Shortlisted for The Antonym February Poetry Contest

Artwork by Sumona Rahman Choudhury

Sinking in and out of shadow;
the silhouette in the window.
His eyes look like mine.

He tilts his head, breathing steady
to match my heartbeat.
I am helpless in the face of madness.

Smoke curls up from my lips, around
my slitted eyes, past my charcoaled tear ducts
into the sky. Out sifting, spreading thin, re-grouping.

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