Merak Magazine

Unkn(own)

I’ve been to far off places, Not one of them were as queer as you. You’re like a strategy dug so deep, I sense sadness when I hold you Melancholy, at the rim of your throat; Like a place I’ve…

Stranger

In my house there is a girl impersonating my sister. She speaks like my sister, breathes like my sister, her body is in the languid shape of my sister. But she is not her.   At night I see her…