They say I am

too promiscuous

too ungodly

too appalling

what they mean is that

I am too much woman

what they mean is that

the Earth wakes every time I hiccup.

daylight savings time is the

sun asking the moon for more time

to watch me tap dance.

my laughter is a symphony of

soft rain hitting bedroom window

sills on a Sunday afternoon in Karachi.

I should sleep on the equator

so that the hemispheres

will stop being jealous of each other.

what they mean is that

there is so much woman inside of me

that the entire universe is

begging for a piece.

amara chaudhry

Qandeel Baloch: I Am Too Much Woman for You