Zein Sa'dedin

funeral for my mama 

 

if i must
in this   i
will          bleed 

 

lose the last
of my                    tongue
that mama
can        recognise
       i
                                exhale

 

her                         name
with      an
unrolled ’r’

 

limp

 

hanging in
the   back of
                my  throat

 

i built
an           origami   coffin

 

and buried

 

              her
soft        pink

 

rosarybeads
in our                   back     
                yard

 

in this   new
   language         there
is             no space

 for god liness

 

Zein Sa'dedin is a Jordanian poet by way of the University of East Anglia where she has recently completed her BA in English Literature and Creative Writing. Born and raised in Amman, Jordan, Zein is about to begin an MFA in Creative Writing at the University of St. Andrews in Scotland. Her work has been featured  in Undertow: the 2016 UEA Undergraduate Creative Writing Anthology and online at #NewWriting - www.newwriting.net.  

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