Lelia: Why your tattoo is still there after you shower?
Me: Because it’s a real one. It will never go away.
Leila: Even when you die?
Me: Yeah, even when…
Leila: But I don’t want to die. I want to see snow.
Me: Oh really, you want to see snow? You will probably be able to see snow one day.
Leila: I want to make snow with white paint on black paper.
Published by natasha devalia
Author Poetry and Art books: ‘Tears and Grape Seeds’ 2025, ‘one touch of the rope’, 2024 and ‘Unseen Veins’, 2023
Zambian of South Asian descent, living in Thailand.
I write poetry, perform, and I’m currently an MFA (painting) student. The themes of my art whether expressed through movement, poetry, painting or as interdisciplinary forms include identity, belonging, mental health and family life.
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Poetry. ❤
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