Disjointed thoughts. Fragile Childhood memories. Voices in the head. Chaos. Poetry.

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My father’s perpetual inability to engage with the outside world and his constant struggle with the inside one. 
His slow descent into dissonance. 
My forced separation from him. 
My endless conflict with anger and guilt, between love and belonging.. 

 

Ongoing project Abu 
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