Having Spotted the First Grey

October 25, 2022

If I were blonde like those princesses
from non-woke Disney productions
(or more realistically like my fair haired father)
it might’ve turned an icy, silvery white
like a piece of moonlight
frozen by magic or accident
and somewhat like the
silver tilla flowers hand embroidered
onto my mother’s wedding dupattas-
but my hair is dark, dark
as a moonless night
so my first gray is dull
and insipid-like gray usually is
the colour of an overcast sky,
the shade black turns into
on poorly preserved film reels,
the least used colour
from a toddler’s crayon collection.

 

Mariam Tahir

With a Masters's in Mass Communication, Mariam has freelanced for various print publications over the years, but she considers reading and writing poetry to be her anchor, her catharsis and her way of making sense of the world and her own self. Currently, she is a SAHM to 3 and an ever-willing conduit to “the spontaneous overflow of powerful emotions” that she shares on her Instagram page.

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