"How do you know if you are going to die?"
I begged my mother.
We had been traveling for days. With strange confidence she answered,
"When you can no longer make a fist." - Naomi Shihab Nye
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
I begged my mother.
We had been traveling for days. With strange confidence she answered,
"When you can no longer make a fist." - Naomi Shihab Nye
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
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then you can’t die
i told my cousin
into his wide eyes
he will not remember that
because he is dead