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  • Zahra Choudry

Fool’s Pursuit

I have burned my flesh and

and broken my brittle bones and

carried the derision of seven earths.

I have scorned.

But what is this scorn

if not the fool’s pursuit?


Alas, what am I

if not the fool who has fallen

to prey to ideals of futility

and allowed it to deride

any and all significance.


Yet, I know

when the brumal nights disappear,

and are replaced with the

sober-minded dawn,

I will subdue my ignorance

for I am not more a burden

then I can bear myself.


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