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Updated: Jul 11

All those poems that define mothers as superheroes

in a dupatta/ hijab/ scarf instead of wearing a cape

don't tell you about the suffocation you feel

when she uses that dupatta/ hijab/scarf

to squeeze the throat of your opinions and choices.


All those poems that define mothers as unconditional lovers in your homes,

waiting for you with your favorite food ready on the table

don't tell you about the poison

she puts in them to make you want to kill

the love you feel for your homosexual partner.


All those poems that define mothers as ultimate supporters

standing in the sidelines, cheering for you

With pompoms in their hands

don't tell you about the expectations she has

from you in the name of having your own blood

that makes you want to run away from her.


All those poems that define mothers as home

and the people who write them

probably never had to give up their choice to choose their own identities,

probably never had to fight through their insecurities planted deep inside our skins by her, probably never had to give up their souls to save hers.

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