Andrea Gibson's brilliant force has departed their body. They were a beacon of courage and compassion communicated through poetry. I mourn our loss. May their brilliance and love manifest forever.
[A Debt] in a dream, i saw my mother before she was made mine. her life still unburdened by the weight of raising someone. no one has left her to be in a grave & she is yet to know where the nearest cemetery is. when she runs across the field, no tiny footprints gather next to her steps. her hunger simply hers alone. we do all kinds of things for love. look at me. look at me returning her life to her. even in a dream. --noor unnahar