A story with loud pigeons
One summer morning
when the heat was still bearable and
the pigeons were as loud as an orchestra
who lost its conductor
she decided that life made no sense to her
Her soul must fly to her daughter who fights
with death all alone
That much she could do
Her gesture, desperate as it was
someday it will be understood
Meticulously, she dressed herself with the Sunday gown
She combed her hair for a long, long time
Now she was ready
Her reflection in the mirror looked so calm
so serene, so promising...
Definitely, she was ready
so she took the final step
Behind her
The mirror broke and the pigeons got louder
White Woman and Pigeon -- Jamil Naqsh
Beautiful
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