Poetry - Writing

Divine Daughtership

Tell me why you called me yours

and remind me of the divine daughtership

of a father who never left for another woman

Remind me of a lover’s touch

that marks one’s soul with full abandon yet

without abandonment, leaving her blameless —

a clean slate.

A nomadic linguist with an interest in human rights and the development sector.

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