In Cairo, Awake
written by: Meg Smith
@MegSmith_Writer
I am lying within a screen
of iron, melded into flowers.
We are both our simplest element.
Only one thing forms a true circle —
at dusk, and the last
moment of darkness —
the call to prayer, to witness.
Within them no one lies alone,
gathering everyone, remembered.
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