First Date at The Riot

Tanjila Akter Mim

a riot shield with roses on top

Red gashes through my flag as I lay here dying
Bleach in my hair, unruly curls flying
I saw a blue sallow
Raindrops kissing my cheeks,
Drenching my soul I thought was hollow

Came a letter from miles below
Evenings fly by, but the nights yet slow
Painted in shades of dying beasts
Written with the hunger from a thousand feasts
A reckoning of love
A sad little dove
She was alive, somewhere
A letter, not addressed
Standing together, hands outstretched

Riot, my love, riot
Let the stones know of our head
Let them know we’re defiant

They fire at us; rubber bullets
Guns ahead and crazy people by our side
Chanting hymns, living to our fullest

Sing, beloved, sing
We are outlaws
We exist to fall apart, and
I exist in the twirl of your skirt

If nothing
Touch my hair at the end of our long lonely walk
Right before you leave
Kiss me senseless at the corner of this block

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