they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who used to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

 
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.

 
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
 

it answered
everywhere
everywhere
everywhere.

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“what they did yesterday afternoon” by Warsan Shire