Cold Autoimmune Hemolytic Anemia: Heat Up for Three Minutes

By Fatima Hussein

Cooking 

My favorite 

Noodles with fish 

Fancy 

But not really 

The color of my blush Intensified at the heat 

Just forgot a good line It always happens 

Watching a Salman Khan movie 

Laughing at his auto-tune 

Auto-tune is not bad 

Just need to use it right 

The tv glitches 

I just hit it 

My brother leaves 

Wearing his kandoora 

And sometimes I feel empty 

Like it was my mother leaving me As a kid 

When I have the house all for myself 

I pretend I am home alone 

But there are no thieves 

Just books 

And sometimes ghosts 

I invented a new language In fifteen minutes 

It was easy 

Thanks to my brother 

My other brother 

I could never beat my brother at chess, 

Not something to confess 

My other-other brother 

That is it 

There are no more 

By Fatima Hussein