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lover song burns in eos’ mouth

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November 30, 2022
painting of the goddess eos on a cloud, holding a staff in her left hand
Aurora (Éos), Annibale Carracci, 1605

Kahina (she/her) is a pseudonym of an aspiring Indonesian writer…

The following piece was previously published in The Lovers Literary Journal

it begins with the parting of hibiscus lips before the twilight comes, rosy-fingers plucking lyre as if scrapping notes to make up the syllables of your name: a deathless strain, a garland of broken anemones, breath that scattered on the ground. (I still sing of you, knifeblades and tranquil madness, rust song resting on my bosom.) but my bones have learnt to cease burning. despite of the festering conflagration liking wounds, despite gunpowder tastes like nectarine, despite of your lips stamping like wound on my breast. despite, despite, despite. (I still sing of you, bated words dropping like pebbles.) at dawn your name doesn’t taste like ash, it doesn’t taste like the spilling of flame. (I still sing of you, erstwhile sun and tender ache, mimosa meadow that is not a forest fire.)
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Kahina (she/her) is a pseudonym of an aspiring Indonesian writer and she is currently studying English. She mostly enjoys literature, history, and art. You can find her on Twitter @TEASBREAK.

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