http://slow.writerscafe.org/fatemehmo The original writings of author Faati Jaan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041347 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 it's interestinghow I could have releasedthe lump in my chest fasterhad i writtenit onto the pagessooner. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fatemehmo/1970264/ checking in with myself periodically. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fatemehmo/1970263/ i leaned my head against the bath wall,tears streaming downthe misty tiles.i focused on my breath,inhaling to the depths of my souland thought"thank God,that despite the lost pieces in me, i am whole." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fatemehmo/1969888/ inspired by nayyirah waheed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fatemehmo/1966964/ when he starts to flirt with youand you begin to feel a stringtighten around your lungsand the sickness enteryour stomachrecognize this as the traumafrom your past heart-woundsbut do not ignore your intuition. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fatemehmo/1966336/ loneliness is a certainty in life. welcome itsit with itserve it teaand keep it company. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fatemehmo/1966332/ the good moment that camefelt like ecstasy.expect it to leaveand when it doeswish it well on its way. tell it you will miss it,but you enjoyed your time.tell it you will bejust fine without it,that you look forward to similar momentsin the futurebut that you will not be sittingwaiting for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fatemehmo/1966330/ my mother removed the vessel of her womanhoodin hopes that the sorrow and pain would fade with it. but they remained. doesn’t she know her beauty and strength were birthed from the distress, the anguishes of her femininity? 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