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      <title>Fall 2018 ATSS Found Poems--Per 2 by Mrs. K Radcliff</title>
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         <title>Tariq, the process of his leaving </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Tariq knew this <br>He knew she could not wipe away <br>The obligations <br>Of her life <br>Though it was the same with him <br>But on this went <br>His pleadings<br>Her rebuttals <br>His proposals <br>Her apologies <br>His tears<br>Along with hers<br>In the end though <br>Laila had to make him leave <br><br>By Gabriel Greenbaum  pg. 184</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Aziza </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The girl had fits of<br>Laughter when the baby <br>Passed gas. Look! Shes<br>reaching for the rattle.<br>How clever she is. Watch<br>how she laughs when <br>I<br>snap my fingers<br>Rasheed would grunt,<br>And go back to his plate.<br>The strange thing was,<br>the girls fall from grace <br>Ought to have pleased <br>Mariam,<br>But it didn’t.<br>Mariam <br>found <br>Herself pitying <br>the girl<br><br>                   Matthew Francis <br> Pg 238-239</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-10-26 14:39:35 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Lucky One</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Do you know who I am?<br>Her eyes fluttered<br>Her mouth quivered<br>"This ear," the girl breathed<br>I can't hear<br>I took her back home<br>The girl did little but sleep<br>She murmured in her sleep<br>She cried out<br>Called out names<br>That I did not recognize<br>Lucky for you<br>I dug you out <br>With my own hands<br>She was still in pain<br>Laila didn't feel lucky<br><br>Pages 211-212<br>By: Brett Patrick</div>]]></description>
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         <title> Concrete  </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The girls mouth quivered<br>she closed her eyes <br>swallowed<br>dug her out from beneath the rubble<br>murmured in her sleep<br>cried out <br>called out names<br>wept in her sleep <br>breathing out short answers <br>she went rigid <br>long bouts of weeping followed surrender <br>cuts on face and neck <br>forearms and legs<br>did little but sleep<br><br>by: ansley mills (page.199-200)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Moonlit</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>His hand on her neck<br>shivers down her spine<br>I can't <br>she said <br>he can <br>his moonlit figure spoke <br>under the blanket <br>working his belt<br>now on top of her <br>she let out a whimper <br>astonishing sudden pain<br>wide eyed at the ceiling above <br>moonlit <br>quick breathes on her shoulder <br>finished <br>he rolled off her <br>they lay for awhile <br>moonlit <br>room now empty <br>the pillow left with an impression<br>waiting out the pain <br>from down below <br>frozen- <br>left in a room <br>moonlit<br>By: Bella Hughes </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-10-26 14:49:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title> Erielle R. - Among The Pain</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Among the pain <br>Rasheed hands me pink pills<br>Which were the hospitals<br>The pain were intense<br>Crying out names<br>Weeping in my sleep<br><br>Among the pain<br>Times I weren’t agitated<br>There were blackness<br>Like sullen eyes under a blanket<br>I went rigid when it came to eating <br><br>Among the pain <br>There we scrapes big as my hand<br>Cuts on my leg<br>Gashes on my forearm <br>Cuts on my neck <br><br>Among the pain <br><br><br> Pgs 199-201<br> <br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Left I’m shock by Erik lol</title>
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         <title>The First True Connection</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When Aziza first spotted Mariam,</div><div>she thrust her arms towards her,</div><div>demanding to be held.</div><div>Love declared,</div><div>so guilelessly,</div><div>so unreservedly.</div><div>Buried her face</div><div>into Mariam’s neck.</div><div>Mariam bounced her stiffly,</div><div>but has never before been wanted</div><div>like this.</div><div>“Why have you pinned your little heart to an <br>old, ugly hag like me?”</div><div>But Aziza only muttered contentedly</div><div>and Mariam swooned,</div><div>eyes watered,</div><div>heart took flight.</div><div>After all these years,</div><div>she had found in this little creature</div><div>the first true connection.</div><div>Indira White p. 226</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Left in shock</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The first few days <br> Mariam hardly escaped <br>The only thing that<br>Woke her is <br>The calling of god <br>Waiting for her outside <br>Her cage of disparity is a monster<br>You can hear his utensils <br>Clicking and dropping against each other<br>Suddenly the noise stops ears out <br>You can feel and hear the wind gushing <br>The monster flys away <br>Feeling scared <br>Goosebumps run down her arms<br>Left alone in shock<br><br>By:Erik gatica pg.62</div>]]></description>
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         <title>The Whooping </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It’s the whooping.<br>Rasheed raised the<br>belt and came to <br>Mariam.<br>Laila grabbed his<br>Arm and dragged <br>him down.<br>Rasheed, no <br>Beating!<br>Rasheed trying to<br>shake Laila off<br>staring at Mariam. <br>Mariam knew there <br>Would be no <br>beating that night. <br>Pg. 216<br><br></div><div>Trekyia C.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Their Relationship                                               Together the chores were done,                                Though quite like a mouse Sitting in the kitchen,                   Rolling dough and chopping to bits,                                      Given to Aziza layered in bits of clothing,                                                    Suspicious of each other they were,                               Keeping a close eye on one another,                         Knuckles bumping scrubbing shirts and wet diapers, Growing accustomed to the companionship,                       As if it were normal,                                                      Eager for three cups of chai,         Mariam and Laila shared the yard,                                Through the mornings mariam found herself,                   Happy to hear the sounds of Laila’s slippers,             Slapping across the floor to breakfast.                                                                  Morgan Tingle, Page 251</title>
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         <title>Broken teeth</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A ball of rice <br>Chewed once, then twice <br>You’ve done it again <br>Her hands were shaking <br>Dread pressed down on her chest <br>He snatched her hand <br>Filled it with pebbles <br>Powerful hands clasped her jaw<br> Cold, hard pebbles forced into it <br>Chew<br>Mumbling with plea<br>Tears leaked from her eyes <br>Teeth break <br>Spitting out pebbles and blood <br>That’s what your rice tastes like <br>Pg. 103-104<br>Sophia chappell<br>P 2</div>]]></description>
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         <title>The Darkness </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Pg: 141<br>Mammy’s mind filled with darkness <br>Day After Day<br>Consumed by pain and depression <br>Watching her mental state get worst and worst <br>Chest pains, Night sweats<br>Nothing works not even the doctors <br>Days of being lose<br>Your mind playing tricks <br>Happiness is extinct in her mind<br>Laying in bed, worrying about something imaginary <br>Wearing black<br>Staying in bed <br>Living a miserable life<br>Not caring at all <br>The Darkness paralyzing her every thought<br>Maybe she was always depressed <br>Ever since she had me<br><br>By: Jordan Hayes<br><br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Dangling</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Then he let go of my hand<br>Now standing<br>In front of me<br>Soon covering my eyes<br>Pushing me back<br>"Go back, turn around"<br>I was told<br>But he wasn't fast enough<br>I saw everything<br>The wind blew<br>Drooping branches<br>Like a curtain<br>Catching a glimpse<br>From beneath the tree<br>Straight backed chair<br>A rope dropping<br>Nana dangling <br><br><strong><em>~Abeni Talley </em></strong></div>]]></description>
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         <title>The Shoemaker</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The sound of the lock,<br>Rattling as it turned.<br>The slow, heavy footed movement,<br>The noisy breath,<br>His harsh, raspy voice,<br>His sly cheerfulness,<br>His watery, bloodshot eyes,<br>Fingernails of rotten apples.<br>The face of my husband.<br>The wall were bare,<br>Drawers Ill-fitted,<br>Chipped, wooden spatulas,<br>The would be instruments of my life.<br>Feeling uprooted,<br>An intruder on another’s life<br>Her new life<br>With “the shoemaker”<br><br>-Link Williams</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-10-26 14:57:34 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Fading Baby</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This baby, her baby<br>No bigger than a fingernail.<br>Her life washed away<br>Then there was blood<br>"Isn’t it normal?”<br>She wanted away<br>A better answer <br>Than God’s will.<br><br>Thinking of the <br>Unfinished crib,<br>She was envious <br>Of neighborhood women<br>And their children<br>Who had not bled away.<br>Mariam resented.<br>She was to blame.<br>Mariam would kneel<br>And pray for forgiveness.<br><br>Mariah Finley pgs. 80-85</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Kabul</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Ah How beautiful is Kabul <br>encircled by arid mountains <br>and Rise<br>My song exhalts her dazzling tulips<br>May Allah protect such beauty from the evil eye of man<br>Every street of Kabul is enthralling to the eye<br>through the bazaars, caravans of Egypt pass<br>One could not count the moons.<br>the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls<br>Her laughter of mornings has the gaiety of flowers<br>Her nights of darkness, the reflections of lustrous hair<br><br>Jamari Buggs <br>page:16<br><br><br></strong><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>white light</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Laila could see babi in<br>The living room stacking boxes<br>Of books atop each other.<br>She headed to the taxi when suddenly<br>She thought o a dream. The beach.<br>The wind. The dunes. Now the singing<br>Sands were all around <br>Growing louder by the moment.<br>It flooded her ears.<br>Drowning out everything else<br>The sand, screaming now.<br>Like a tinkling. No not a <br>tinkling. No. A whistling.<br>Behind her a flash of white light.<br><br>By: Joseph Dix</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-10-26 14:58:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The silence of grief</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>She saw nana<br><em>Dangling</em> <br>At the end of<br>The rope<br>So they buried<br><em>Her</em><br>In the corner of the<br>Cementary. They <br>Kept asking<br><em>Anything</em>?<br><em>Anything</em>?<br>But she said <br>Nothing. Go on<br><em>And cry</em>.<br>There is no <br><em>Shame</em><br>In it<br>But Mariam could<br>Not hear comfort in <br><em>Words.<br><br>~</em><strong><em>Diego Gonzalez (pg.34-36)</em></strong></div>]]></description>
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         <title>The Protest</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It was April<br>April 17<br>April 17, 1978<br>He was killed<br>The prominent Communist was killed<br>Mir Akbar Khyber was found<br>He was murdered<br>Fariba was talking about it<br>The neighbors were talking about it<br>The radio was talking about it<br>Everybody was talking about it<br>Except Rasheed<br>Mariam wants to protest <br>She cannot <br>Then the marching<br>The marching to the government district <br>Kabul’s government district<br>10,000 people were marching<br>Protesting against the suppressive government<br>Mariam wishes to protest, too<br><br>                                                   - Yogi Parmar<br>                                                       Pg. 97-98</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Reminiscing</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>She thought longingly <br>All the summers that past<br>Her and Nana together <br>Sleeping on the  roof<br>Looking at the moon glow <br>The night so hot <br>Clinging to their chest<br>Was their shirts<br>Like a wet leaf to a window <br>Missing the winter<br>Reading what they did in the kolba<br>The clinking of icicles<br>From tree to roof<br>Crows cawing outside<br>She passed restlessly <br>Missing her mother <br>(Pg.57)<br><br><strong><mark>NO NAME!</mark></strong></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Give Me A Cigarette </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>You’re a show off.</strong></div><div>Give me a cigarette.</div><div><strong>No.</strong></div><div>Why not?</div><div><strong>Bad for you. </strong></div><div>And it’s not bad for you?</div><div><strong>I do it for the girls. </strong></div><div>What girls?</div><div><strong>They think it’s sexy. </strong></div><div>It’s not. </div><div><strong>No?</strong></div><div>I assure you. </div><div><strong>Not sexy?</strong></div><div>You look khila-</div><div>like a half-wit.</div><div><strong>That hurts. </strong></div><div>What girls anyway?</div><div><strong>You’re jealous. </strong></div><div>I’m indifferently curious. </div><div><strong>You can’t be both-</strong></div><div><strong><em>I only have eyes for you. <br><br></em></strong>-shyanne padgett<br><em>p. 169-170</em></div>]]></description>
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         <title>That night by Laiba Arfan </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Smoking in the doorway <br>Springs creaked <br>Moment of hesatation <br>Looking at his moonlight profile <br>Clenched the sheets in a fistful <br>"I cant” <br>Pain sudden and astonishing <br>Shivering <br>Smelled of tobacco <br>Rolled over panting <br>No shame in this <br>Leaving her <br>Wait out the pain down below <br>Frozen stars in the sky <br>Face of the moon <br>That night <br>-Laiba Arfan <br>Pages 76-77</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Mammy  </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Her beauty was the talk of the valley<br>It skipped two generations of women<br>But it sure didn’t bypass you, Laila”<br>When school let out Mammy wasn’t there<br>Laila wondered why Mammy even bothered to have her<br>Sometimes Mammy has good days<br>Once, she got to hear Mammy speak affectionetly of Babi<br>She even bakes on her best days<br>Lailas favorite parts are when Babi comes home<br>“I need to speak to you parents, dokhtar Jan”<br>Laila peeked from the top of the stairs <br>Babi’s face was white<br>Mammy was screaming, screaming, tearing her hair out<br>Laila drew Mammys hand into her lap<br>It was hard to <em>really</em> feel Mammys loss<br>It was Tariqwho was real, flesh and blood <br><br>Jacob Horner<br><br></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>White light</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>She could see babi in<br>The living room stacking boxes<br>Of books atop each other.<br>She headed to the taxi when suddenly<br>She thought of a dream. The beach.<br>The wind. The dunes. Now the singing<br>Sands were all around<br>growing louder and louder by the moment.<br>Higher and higher.<br>It flooded her ears<br>Drowning out everything else<br>the sands, screaming now.<br>Like a tinkling. No not a <br>tinkling. No. A whistling.<br>Behind her a flash of <mark>_______?</mark> <br><br>By: Joseph Dix</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>In Aziaz’s arms, burying her face <br>half-bewildered, like never before.<br>Love had never been declared to her;<br>so unreservedly .<br>Aziza made Mariam want to weep,<br>a true connection.<br>She always hoped for someone safe.<br>Quivering anxiety, Mariam flinched.<br>In Aziza’s lap, cheerlessly again,<br>no longer fighting, sick of fighting.<br>She was safe;<br>with safety came a silence <br>Danielle B. <br>Pages 252-256</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>She thought longingly <br>All the summers that past<br>Her and Nana together <br>Sleeping on the <mark>roof</mark><br>Looking at the moon glow<br>The night so hot<br>Clinging to their chest<br>Was their shirts<br>Like a wet leaf on a window <br>Missing the winter<br>Reading in the kolba<br>The clinking of icicles<br>From tree to roof <br>Crows cawing outside <br>She passed restlessly<br>Missing her mother<br>Emmanuel<br>(Pg.57)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Rasheed was back in the <br>living room. He yells <br>"Get up Come here Get up".<br>Rasheen snatched her hands <br>and dopping a handful of pebbles.<br>"Put these in your mouth" he said. <br>Mariam looked at him crazy telling <br>him to stop and then shovin the pedals<br> into her mouth as he told her to chew <br>she did while crying. "Now you know<br> what this rice taste like <br>and what you're giving me in this<br> marriage, bad food and nothing else".<br>Rasheed was going he was gone while Mariam<br> was spitting out Pebbles and blood.<br><br>Pg 103-104<br>DaNajia Ellison <br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The grief kept surprising her.<br>Pebble 1<br>The baby came to life.<br>She could hear it go.<br>Grief washed over her.<br>Swept her up,<br>Tossed her upside down, <br>In such a crippling manner.<br>Pebble 2<br>And underserved blessing .<br>She was being punished.<br>The anger.<br>It was his fault.<br>It was God’s fault.<br>It was her fault.<br>Pebble 3<br>A change had come over.<br>Ate, smoked, went to bed.<br>He sulks.<br>Not like he used to.<br>Unmindful of her.<br>Pebble 4<br>Burial,<br>For the baby.<br>Few prayers.<br>Nothing more.<br>Trying not to forget.<br>Mark this loss.<br>Makes her feel better.<br>“In the name of Allah and with Allah<br>And in the the message of Allah<br>Upon the blessings and peace of Allah.”<br>He says “Shut up”.<br>Pebble 5 <br>Shifting moods.<br>Punched, Slaps,Kicks.<br>Blood.<br><strong>By: McKenzie Givan <br></strong>Pages 92-99<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Facing sins page 183 Felix Gonzalez</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Oblivious to the sin she had comminted<br>The shame set in<br>The clock ticked on<br>Impossibly loud<br>Like a judge’s govel<br>Pounding again and again <br>"Come with me” he said,<br>She almost believed it could be done <br>To set out together <br>And cleanse their souls<br>Leave all The violence behind<br>And to face everything <br>That came their way this time<br>They could be together <br>"I want to marry you”, laila</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Rubble pg199 201 </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A family caught in the fireball<br>The rubble pressed against her chest <br>A gravestone, a final blissful rest<br>The rubble, a pillow<br>To suffocate your sorrows <br>A rest, groggily awoken <br>Then you realize the strokes of fate<br>A piece of metal, an augment, a memorial<br>The pain, the confusion of being irate <br>Your life, undergone a perestroika <br>You come out confused and scathed <br>No rubble to filter the pain<br>You realize your parents peculiar fate<br>A tightened chest<br>The encircling bandages to fix what was broken <br>And you break out in tears <br>Fearing the rubbles embrace<br>oliver sima</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Only on Thursdays <mark>ja</mark>lil visited<br>Mariam understood it was a <br>Sin to be a harami <br>Mariam did not feel legitimate love or acceptance <br><mark>Malik</mark> called <mark>marium</mark><br>His little flower<br>Maruim would admire <mark>jali</mark>l <br>Beloved father <br>she happily loved<mark> jalil </mark><br>Mariam went to see jalil kahn <br>Confusion and Anticipation <br>Jalil says take you back <br>Tearing up she ran<br>"I used to worship you”<br>You’re ashamed of me <br>Don’t come see me, ever <br>Jalil looked wounded <br>It ends here, bye <br>"Mariam Jo”<br>(Pg 1-55 Lauren B)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Rasheed&#39;s Demands And Laila&#39;s mask </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Such vile intentions so eager to dishonor <br>I ask that you avoid leaving the house<br>without my company, <br>When we are together wear a burqa <br>Anything you need done ask Mariam she will do it for you <br>Demands and Judgments rained down on them like the rockets on Kabul <br>                Pg. 222-224<br>              Tamara Bryant</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>Conditional love a mother to a daughter <br>Unable to love so why bother <br>You are a clumsy little harami<br>This is my reward for everything I endured<br>The world been so cruel revolve around men<br>So they treat they daughter as their sin <br>No sympathy or empathy lies turn into insecurities <br>Believe this is what life suppose to be <br>Send them off at a young age while their sons are safe <br>Young kings growing up to scheme <br>The abuse is recycle no female idols <br>Lalia became the best mother she could be inspiring her daughter to be more than house bound the cycle is broken unconditional love is provided giving her daughter guidance in a world where there bias guidelines<br>Taylor Phillips <br>Pgs1-4 315-320</div>]]></description>
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