memoir

poetry by SamiraFebruary 28, 2019

Curves

My curves And straight edges Once firm Sometimes soften My body sturdy My soul follows suit

poetry by SamiraNovember 28, 2018November 28, 2018

When you cry I cry When you laugh I laugh When you smile I feel light Without one We are not whole Without all Our hearts deprive So today Now Together We survive We thrive We are alive And I am most grateful for that.

poetry by SamiraSeptember 2, 2018

Ride

I cried at the end of the bike ride As the virtual instructor yelled at me to push “Rise up!” He said “Let your heart lift out of your chest! And rise up, let your heart carry you!” I pushed Pedaling hard All of the months and years Rattling in my head As it battled […]

poetry by SamiraAugust 27, 2018August 27, 2018

Break

We think we are so strong But humans We are crazy fragile Stupid, silly fragile So there’s no shame In showing our cracks We break Our bodies Our hearts Our spirits And each other But we rise Phoenix From the ashes Fused from breaks Forever just as fragile But repaired At our cracks That we […]

poetry by SamiraAugust 21, 2018August 22, 2018

Walk

Walk closer to me So I can see your face Speak closer to me So I can hear your voice Be honest with me So I can feel your spirit Where did you go On the night all was lost Where did you hide When we all held vigil and cried Where have you gone […]

poetry by SamiraAugust 18, 2018August 22, 2018

Untouchable

We think we are untouchable It’s the way that we survive The things that ail our counterparts Will never cease the way we thrive We think we are entitled To laugh and joke all day Our belief we are untouchable Keeps all our fears at bay No one is untouchable Pain is always steps away Your guard falls […]

poetry by SamiraAugust 17, 2018August 17, 2018

On sadness, with love

I am profoundly sad A shell of who I was. Just a week ago Hope was renewed But now I sit Empty again

short stories by SamiraAugust 16, 2018February 23, 2019

She didn’t have her lipstick on

My mom has breast cancer. What a crap thing to have to write down. I know most people probably think their mothers are magic, but mine really is. You see, just a few years ago, I had a brain tumor and the day we found it she clasped her hands around my head as I […]