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Summer: a haiku
1 min readAug 24, 2019
He keeps touching me
gently, with his warm fingers,
through my window blinds.
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He keeps touching me
gently, with his warm fingers,
through my window blinds.
Migrant. Postdoctoral researcher. Teacher. Mental Health Advocate. Writer. Professional in the streets, loud on the sheets of paper.