fatimaamerbilal
aamer’s museum
tales from remains of mosaic broken hearts.
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.’
[text id: in a sharp set of knives, i looked for a hand to hold. / i could not stop myself from needing to belong somewhere, even if that somewhere was a burial ground.]
#we were put on this earth desperate hungry and willing#what made you think it would end any differently?#moony moonless sky
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i mother it, the absence of her ii. i was hard to bear from the very start.’
[text id: my sadness is a fire that i built to keep my hands warm on lonely nights. // art by sivan roshianu // i keep my misery bared between my teeth. i refuse to let her leave. / i am nothing without this obsession of mine.]
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i mother it, the absence of her ii. i was hard to bear from the very start.’
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from i mother it, the absence of her ii. i was hard to bear from the very start.
[text id: april regrets me like a parent does a child. i stand for everything it does not. i have maimed it with sadness. april did give birth to me under a fruity tree, but i was born with chainsaw hands.]
#i was born in spring / there is irony in how everything i touch rots#i mother it the absence of her#ii. i was hard to bear from the very start#moony moonless sky
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Forgive me if this has already been asked, but what exactly is moony moonless sky? Is there a place one might be able to access the whole thing, assuming it’s a poetry collection or chapbook?
P.s. your writing is incredible. Thank you for giving words to what most people can’t say or don’t understand. <3
hey, you absolutely don’t need to apologize. ‘moony moonless sky’ is just a compilation of poems i started writing when i was fifteen. i am not sure if it’s a poetry book or something else because the chances of its physical existence are quite thin. to answer your second question, i'm sorry, but as of right now, there’s no outlet for you to access the entire collection. i have been told that some people here would appreciate a pdf file containing all my work, so i have been working on that from time to time.
thank you so much for reading. i hope you’re having a great day!
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.
#what could have been if i was not born in a grave?#i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering
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[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.
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i was born in spring / there is irony in how everything i touch rots.
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from i mother it, the absence of her ii. i was hard to bear from the very start.
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fatima aamer bilal, from i mother it the absence of her, iii. i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time excerpt from moony moonless sky.
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Hello, I just wanted to say that I don't think I've ever related so deeply to someone's words until now. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for putting your works out there for others to enjoy. I don't think I've ever felt so seen, so understood. Thank you. And just know, if you ever put out a book in any form, I will buy it in a heartbeat. :)
hey, thank you deeply for your heartfelt message. it means the world to me to hear that my words have resonated with you on such a deep level. your appreciation and understanding are truly touching, and i am grateful for your support. i will definitely keep your kind words in mind as i continue to share my work. should the opportunity arise to publish a book, i would be honored to have you as a reader. thank you again, i hope you have a wonderful day!
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Hey, I was searching for your book for a month and found it really weird that I couldn't find it.
Your words are so powerful, really thank you so much for sharing them with us. I'm happy to have found you so I can tell you that your work is touching and truly amazing. I hope to read a lot more from you.
Cheers from Croatia and wishing you a lovely day!
hey, thank you so much for your kind words and for searching for my book! i truly appreciate your support and am glad to hear that my words have resonated with you. your encouragement means a lot to me, especially since my country isn't really into publishing. however, i have been asked about my book before, so for the past couple of months, as someone here suggested, i've been working on compiling a pdf that contains all of my works. thank you once again, i wish you a wonderful day as well!
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hello!
I love, love, love, love, love¹⁰⁹⁸⁷⁶⁵⁴³² your poetry, it rips my heart out of my chest, chews it, and then spits it out at my feet, all while I'm dumbfounded, thinking, "What the hell just happened"
Can I use some of the parts as titles for fanfiction/fanart, I'll credit you obviously
(I'm okay with taking a no too!)
Please never stop writing! Thank you for writing them!
hello, i wanted to express my gratitude for your kind words. i have been smiling like an idiot ever since i read your message. i am glad to hear that you enjoyed reading my work, and of course, you are more than welcome to incorporate it into your own!
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if your teeth do not graze my bones / i do not wish for you to kiss me.
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘coffin heart? bury me’.
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little girl, you'll grow up, but the malice on your tongue will forever be the words of your father. / every time he opens his mouth, you think it's to shout. it's not. // what are memories of childhood if not quicksand? swallowing you whole.
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘shame is a girl’s second skin.’
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MY MOTHER ALWAYS TOLD ME TO NEVER PLAY WITH KNIVES. I BET SHE NEVER SAW ME BECOMING ONE. / I SHARPEN MY TEETH ON MY SKIN.
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘days where my whole world is my bed’.
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how i would beg, medusa, for her to look at me, and midas, for his golden clutch / all of this would ruin me / but at least i would be seen and touched.
fatima aamer bilal, from moony moonless sky’s ‘how can i escape my mind?’
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i eat approval for dinner, and when not earned any, i go to bed hungry.
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘all the blood in my mouth screams devastatingly desperate miserable girl’.
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