A pressed flower
I.
Pressed between pages
Of a heavy book, a rose-–
Neither flourishes nor wilts.
II.
You planted me where
I'll never bloom. Uprooted—
Wilting among words.
III.
Like a pressed flower—
Trapped inside a storybook
That you chose for me.
IV.
You lied when you said
That I will smell as sweet by
Any other name.
Arshi Mortuza, author of One Minute Past Midnight, is an ESL teacher based in Canada. Her works have been included in Kitaab, Borderless,and World Poetry Today.
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