lovely person & astaghfirullah by Laila Nawsheen

lovely person & astaghfirullah by Laila Nawsheen

CONTENT WARNING: these poems are sexually explicit. They contain references to kink, power roles in relationships, masturbation, and sexual shame/guilt.

 

lovely person

a month after I left my ex

I brought home a guy

to the place I shared

with you on Parramatta Road.

boy was some 24-year-old

feeding me all week

tepid, rehearsed lines,

putting on his best

I'm-your-daddy vibes:

“send a photo of what you're wearing to daddy”

“drop your pencil and get on your knees for daddy”

you smacked him upside the head

for his stupid haircut

sat him at the kitchen table

grilled him “what's your MO?

Tell me about your parents.”

boy looked to me

eyes timorous and hangdog

waiting for me to assuage him

say “you're not in trouble.”

“She is a lovely person!”

you barked at him, met the bulldog in you

spitting questions like bullets,

why him? is what you were really asking

never forget the way your eyes went wide

when the boy stuttered out

'cause he posted online

saying he had weed

the look you gave me, surprised

met the slut in me for the first time

like a part of you already suspected

boy did everything you demanded

didn't lie once.

poured myself some wine

gave the boy some water

just watching you, grinning

most fun I've had all month.

 

astaghfirullah

those days her bedroom stunk

of stale ashtray

and compulsive masturbation

supine on her bed

imbibe insipid paperbacks

wade through endless content

on this and that porn site

search for a clip to scratch an itch

something base and specific

evolved over the years and in the course

of feeding it

the despondence that consumed her

closing tabs like How disgusting,

the thin, substrate of Muslim-guilt

congealing beneath her skin

watching older men

forcing younger girls

touching herself

smack her 'til she goes soft and pink

the buoyancy of a tight, virginal arse

bounce bounce bounce with each hit

a seasoned tongue runs precise

over the pucker of a teenage sphincter

the aftercare, tender

punished as she's due

'cause her daddy loves her

it's for her own good

then she comes

and all she can smell is sweat, vag, cigarettes

and she hates herself all over again.

 

Laila is not on social media but you can email her at l.nawsheen@gmail.com.

 

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