Written by
Maryam Mirza

Maryam has a short attention span and is usually bored with life in general. She hopes to run a book store once she graduates. For now, she keeps herself busy with eating books, writing poems, blog posts and letters, mostly addressed to Sylvia Plath.

Globe-trotter

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She painted maps on her arms,
Latitudes, longitudes, legends and symbols.
Her eyes travelled places she dreamt of,
Treaded in ballet slippers
And yellow gum boots
The rivers red, the cities dark
And borders invisible, merged countries.
Her eyes grew tired, wandering all day
Sao Paulo, Bombay, Normandy

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Volume 12

Dog Eat Dog - December 2013

Verse

Globe-trotter