“Can you hear me? I gesture
mutely to the parking lot. The trees
do not answer; they’re trees,
and know better.”
-Tarfia Faizullah, Poem Without Love
“… pause
and sprawl in the grass while I read to you
the poem you hadn’t known you’d been waiting
to hear. I read until you finally slept”
-Tarfia Faizullah, The Poem You’ve Been Waiting For
