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Ghazal by/to/for Qandeel Baloch

 

A body is a punctuation, lead with the hips and you may finally end
a sentence properly. Wine, twerk, cross the t’s, dot your eyes.

Smother sex in drapery, lewd glances in a shiny new car. Would
you rather live well or not at all? Let us be a sight for sore eyes. 

Twerking is a form of worship too. A bounce to echo the tectonic
plates’ shift, a terror in god’s image. New neither to hips nor eyes.

Make an apiary out of your breasts. Comb out your locks. Be the queen 
and the hive. Have the haya to know what is meant only for more eyes. 

If you can bloom anywhere, honey, do it in a loom, 
let joy be stitched in the space between god and your eyes. 

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Note: Qandeel Baloch was a Pakistani model and actress who was killed by her brother because she was “bringing disrepute” to the “family’s honour.”

 

Cover Art by Samantha Park

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Angbeen Saleem
Angbeen Saleem

Angbeen Saleem is an artist, poet, aspiring farmer and filmmaker. She hails from the jawn that made jawn happen, played Othello once in a high school English class, and is a Pink Door Fellow. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in American Asian Writers' Workshop Magazine, Bayou Magazine, Pigeon Pages, The Slowdown, underblong and in other timelines of the multiverse. Follow her on Instagram (@angribeen) and Twitter (@angbe3n).

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