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A Visit From the First Girl of Emerge

Every time she leaves We blow kisses “Ummah!”

Ten years of kisses blown Through barred windows And chain link fences Down small streets And stairwells

Today down a small lane Lined with weeds and stray cats Turning back around the vine-covered wall To blow one lass kiss “Ummah!” The well of emotion The tears down my face Joy, sadness… the heaviness in my stomach I do not have the words To describe the deep longing and aching Mixed with the fluttering of my heart dancing An improbable but beautiful mixture But I know that she’s special And that this feeling doesn’t come often It flutters And whispers And paints the air Like the butterfly Ummah.

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