Litter, poetry written by Navila Nahid at



written by: Navila Nahid


I would spend
the rest of my life
carving your name
into all the pieces
of this world.

I would spill
all the red
from my body
and paint
each carved piece,

And maybe,
just maybe
you would follow
all that glisten
to me: a tomb,
you’d litter
with your roses.

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