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a lesson about mehndi (laundromat poem)

henna flowers cover her fingers to the tips; brown & red climbing cinnamon skin as she sorts clothes; darks in the machine next to mine; lights one machine over i gasp at the patterns on her hands & she tells me … Continue reading

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with what designs will you mark me like mehndi on my palms but not sun or stars henna-painted there although I am some of these instead a question mark a permanent one because I am what I was made to … Continue reading

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