The Heart in Parts

I wrote, again, from me to you.

I found, again, nothing from you.

 

Awaiting response,

I eternally harbor

hopes and hate for you.

 

Still, I wrote, from me to you—

finding, again, nothing from you.

 

Shadows of you stare,

and the dewey air of day

still has me hoping.

Then, you wrote, as I had hoped you

would; after all, I still love you.

 

Ink-muddled tears on

the paper that I couldn’t

speak of, forever.

 

Please write to me again, don’t leave

me to still writhe in your heart’s peace.

 

My heart is in parts,

but you’ll never see or have

your heart in parts, I–

 

I write, again, from me to you.

I find, again, nothing from you.

 

Haseeb Haider is a New York-based writer whose poetry, speeches, and short stories are locally renowned. You can find his work in various competitions and literary magazines; however, most notably, in his town’s central school district board meetings, where he will advocate for student’s access to gender-neutral bathrooms. He’s also written various pieces on insulin affordability, which will be unveiled and spoken about on April Twentieth at a public venue. His last completed lecture was at Rutgers University, where he taught advanced story structure to multiple students. When he’s not bleeding into his pen, he absolutely dogs his friends in basketball, reads (anything at all), and listens to music. His favorite artists are Kendrick Lamar, TV Girl, Toshifumi Hinata, and AZALI. His favorites always change.