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Unclenched by Aisha Malik


My jaw unclenched the second you sprung into my life

My mouth is a garden for you to tend to

I am listening to the conscience of your voice

Your name held along with my dreams

Your presence in my eyes

And my ears becoming more familiar with the sweetness of your story

Aisha Malik is an emerging writer. Her poems have been featured in 3 Moon Publishing, Dreams Walking, Sisters of Frida, The Bitchin' Kitsch and The Door Is A Jar, Zin Daily, and Ice Lolly. She hopes to publish a book one day. She can be found on twitter @aishatweetalot.


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