Asma Abdullah Jelassi

“Why, whenever the morning broke and the sun extended its arms
between the dirty alleys of the suburbs, you were that obnoxious face
and you played the role of a poisonous bullet penetrating the eyes
of persons who usually await you in the streets of the city?
where did that soft petal which you had guarded between your palms
Throughout the night hide?
How did you become a desolate forest encircled
by woodsmen from every direction?
Why did your whispers which you had sent slowly
to remove the braids of your sweetheart's hair tuft by tuft
turn into an annoying scream?”
― asma jelassi أسماء الجلاصي