Edge of Concern
Body and mind can’t live in fear, flying birds know to rest. Yet you will always persevere with your pain in my chest. You are indeed my heart’s true guest even when we all fret, you have torn down your fam’ly crest and no one can forget. More than thirty needles have pricked through from your eyes to mine. More than thirty times I am tricked and left to be “just fine.” If you perceive my voice to whine you’ll cover up your ears, though I have used my body fine -- to keep you from your tears. All feathers are plucked from my skin to comfort your sweet head; all of my patience has worn thin and now I’m full with dread. No more will I bake daily bread filling you up with pride, I will make my own life instead and leave you here to hide. I will journey out to the sands to make the dunes my grave, and with your soft piano hands you’ll have yourself to save. Bio: "Khadeja Ali is a poet and visual artist from Massachusetts who uses her art to explore themes of the heart and the mind. She has a degree in Art History as well as a Master's in Intercultural Relations--both of which inform her life experience and her art. Khadeja is a native of Mauritius with ancestry from Eastern Europe. You can find her on twitter as @khadejalidraw."
Fevers of the Mind 