I don't peel off traces of you
off the sidewalk like I used to.
The wild alluring mystery in your eyes
Lives in a glance.
No longer do I wait for it to rot
Till you and I
Find solace in rolling dynamites under each other's doors.
Your arm is not a zither
I can string music out of.
Two artists that no longer sign their work to each other's name.
Neither one of us mourns.
Sometimes at night, I hear something faint in the living room, tapping
on our window
but it's just the sky weeping flakes of snow.
Hashim Khan is an artist and writer that lives in Boca Raton, Florida. Originally from Islamabad, Pakistan. The subject of his poetry is predominantly his sister, his artwork has been featured in his public high school and Shot Glass Journal. When not drawing, he resorts to writing.