Nora Selmani is a bilingual babe, feminist killjoy, and recent Lit graduate based in London. Her principal interest is in gendered diasporic experiences, especially in poetry. She has had her work published in Dead King Magazine, FEMRAT, and currently co-edits Porridge Magazine.
Dream III: Birds
Young magpies fall into my lap
translucent and still,
curled up, shark eye moon shells
foetal in my shy hands.
They are barely formed
beaks not hard, not yet sharp,
obsidian eyes covered by thin filmy lids,
wings folded like hands in prayer.
There isn’t much blood,
just traces of red on my palms.
Compelled by curiosity,
I push my index finger into the gristle
past the pink pimpled skin
and reach into the tiny heart
which is always still warm
feeling my own chest shudder.