Tureygua Inaru Biography

I was born of pain
from the moment my mother's screams
reverberated across whiteness
and she pushed me into this world.
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When I think about Love
(and by 'Love', I mean You)
my heart is filled with questions.
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I didn't know what time it was or where you were. There was no dramatic empty room, no lone clock on the wall, ticking in tandem with my broken heart.

I was at the dining room table. I guess I fell asleep doing homework. I scrambled for my glasses; I get scared when I can't see. Is it 5am or 5pm? My smartphone says 5pm. I am a ghost of the modern age. I am an infant encircled by ravenous wolves. I am nothing but pure potential, hugged by a baby blue blanket. I cannot see whether the wolves are my friends. I laugh. I smile. They do not eat me.
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It will be the death of me.
When they say 'She's American'
my heartbeat flickers like a dying lightbulb
a light someone turned on
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I used to read all of your poems
but you don't write about me anymore.
Before you left
you gave me your eyes. You popped them out
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