Flutters with pain

By a Syrian artist Safwan Dahoul

But what hung around her neck wasn’t a diamond necklace. It was a noose. A noose of expectations. She was a nightingale singing out with grief. Her grief which had soaked her blood and shriveled her loosened skin making her bones rattle in the skeletal frame. She sang like a nightingale trapped in a mortal cage, she now flutters. Flutters with pain.

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