Serenity by Sheikha A.

the settings are none too odd tonight
the night feels the same

the painting on the wall hasn’t moved
the doors haven’t creaked

the eagle’s babies asleep in their nest
the window hasn’t reflected a ghost

the walls are silent, the air is flaccid
there is a leper in my dream

brushing its body against mine
half his hand eaten by the white worm

all of tonight’s situation is peaceful
in my norm of disquiet serenity

only the sound of the cotton crushing
under my head,

as a weight takes over my arm
and wails sharply in my ear

Sheikha A. is from Pakistan and United Arab Emirates. Her work appears in a variety of literary venues, both print and online. She has work upcoming in/with Poetry Repairs, Dreams and Nightmares, Poetry Bay, Cruel Garters, and some others. More about her can be found on

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