I Want to Die by Tariq Luthun | Poetry Magazine
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in the arms of everyone who’s ever loved me, each
Share in the arms of everyone who’s ever loved me, each appendage a tendril expanding into the ether of every moment I am leaving behind. Know this: I have dabbled in the enterprise of affection; cut my teeth on what it means to hold and be held. Behold: everything that has ever been labeled “mine” was stolen. From me, but also now by me. The land: from us, and now the land we were stolen to. I belong to nothing but my friends—those who have entrusted me with the gift of caring for them. For years, I trained myself to not feel for anything to spare myself of having to feel for everything: no p
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