Sat on barren land,
Somewhere between hyacinths
And the heraldry,
Watched by my mothers,
Their envy as I swallow
Whole their promised bread.
Mirrors and macarons,
And painted veils betwixt lips,
They are green, aghast.
Yet somehow they smile,
Having watched a genesis
Of Daughters survive.
Safa Ali is an aspiring writer who combines academic rigor with a creative flare. Her distinctive voice in literature, nurtured by a profound love for poetry and art, resonates with readers seeking originality and depth.
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