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i never knew what empty was until he left for the airport – Poems, Pictures & Prose by Saaleha Idrees Bamjee

i never knew what empty was until he left for the airport

A piece of me
is on a plane to China,
shifting awkwardly in
economy class.

His ipod dreams
I seek to punctuate,
with the missile missives
of a mad woman.

He calls me crazy,
though he knows,
we’re in this madness
together:

Where we no longer
have the spaces of ourselves
but this sea of
something.

It’s our joke
that we can’t swim,
but see how well
we float.

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saaleha

I am a writer and photographer (look up my work on www.shootcake.com) based in Johannesburg, South Africa. I have an MA in Creative Writing from the university currently known as Rhodes. My writing accolades include winning the 2014 Writivism Short Story Prize and the 2020 Ingrid Jonker Poetry Prize for my debut collection, Zikr.

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