Without Borders
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Without Borders

The Trapped Song

A prose inspired from the prompt Country by Without Borders Publication

Photo by Beazy on Unsplash

After the bones — those flowers — this was found in the urn:
The lost river, ashes from the ghat, even the rain.
Agha Shahid Ali

I don’t know how I will see that country which I have left behind.
With so much sadness each day I have forgotten how to paint it all in a poem.
I don’t look for

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Poetry, stories, and experiences of immigrants, travelers, and people who push, defy, live above and beyond borders in and out of their personal lives

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