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Shazia Hafiz Ramji

Shazia Hafiz Ramji

Shazia Hafiz Ramji lives in Vancouver, BC. Her poetry has recently been published in Counterexample Poetics, CV2 and is forthcoming in Word Riot and Otoliths.





We can say flotsam and jetsam
or where did I leave my keys,
did you take your pills tonight?

Psycho-chemical evasions
and planes of memory;
neurons, folded origami.


What of the lucid shapes?
When I burned my hand
my grandpa gave me the cosmos

a blue bouncy ball with glitter
that would always come back to me.
One time it didn’t bounce back,


I bit it. A chunk of the universe
in my mouth. A need to swallow
semblances of a return

disobedient sometimes,
the tyrannical desire
for completion. I realized


What it means to be human
or when will I finish this poem
did I stop to remember how small

I am; what brings fragments?




“I’m not doing anything”
just the beginning: swell
of inertia a trajectory for
a dive into the permeable
involuntary permissive


waiting for answers, the same
as seeking or blindness
an erasure comes with one
retinal fling and every thing
is right and up
                        side down


towards the diffusive self
a face of rock or sediment
porous with the unknown
constantly becoming
less and whole.


"The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly -- and true -- But let a Splinter swerve --" Emily Dickinson

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