Zine-lee Mahlakata

“all those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.”
― Warsan Shire

“you were like an ulcer on the inside of my cheek that my tongue could not stop touching.

loving you was like watching a stranger clean a week old wound; i felt sick, but i wanted more.”
― Warsan Shire

“At the end of the day, it isn’t where I came from. Maybe home is somewhere I’m going and never have been before.”
― Warsan Shire

“i learn urgently
the architecture of loss
then find you again.”
― Warsan Shire