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here! : www.lulu.com/shop/najia-khaled…

it's called wanderers, witch-talkers, and it explores themes of European and Moroccan witchcraft, folklore, superstition, and mythology through poems about love, loss, culture, mental illness, disability, and race. it contains a whole bunch of new, never-before-seen poems, plus old ones that have been reworked, expanded, pared down, rewritten, or otherwise improved.

this book has changed covers, titles, and probably its entire rotation of poems at least twice during the years I've been sitting on it, but I really do feel that it represents my best work so far. I'm incredibly proud of it and I think that it's much, much better than it would have been had I released it two years ago. I'm so excited to share it with all of you and I hope that those of you who do buy it think that it was worth the wait.

I want to thank everyone who's followed and supported me over the years. your encouragement really does mean the world to me :heart:
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an update

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  • I got my sixth (!!!!!!) DD on bloodlines:  bloodlines by toxic-nebulae thank you to TheMaidenInBlack and also to everyone who's commented and favourited and watched and otherwise supported me, I really appreciate it! (this pushed me over 500 watchers :wow:)
  • I'm about to enter my junior year of college and I'm on track to graduate with a degree in linguistics!
  • I'm single again after having gotten out of an emotionally abusive relationship (if you couldn't tell from my angsty poems) and I'm feeling good about it
  • I'm a lesbian (I used to think that I was bisexual but lmao no) and I'm also feeling good about that
  • my poetry book is done except for about half of the titular poem, which I'm a bit stuck on, and I'll have school to contend with in a week or so, but you can expect to see that published within the next couple of months!
I hope that you've all been well :heart::heart::heart:
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and now that I'm done with my first year of college (!!!) I'll have time to be around more.
I haven't been uploading much because I'm hoarding all of the best poems I've been writing for publication like a greedy dragon!
but I'll get around to looking through my inbox within the next week or so, I promise.

(also, in other updates about my life-- I have a new partner of the romantic type, ahhh! we'll be spending much of the summer together so I am excite!)

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shit

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there are going to be days and weeks and months when I can go about my life with any semblance of interest and ones when I can’t, and ones when I can eat anything remotely approaching the recommended daily value of food and ones when I can’t, and ones when my heart is pounding and my blood is quicksilver and my muscles are shaking and every impulse pours through me and out of me in tumbling ecstasy and roils beneath my feet like waves bearing me up, and ones where the waves swallow me whole and riot above my head and invade my lungs and press, press, press

there are going to be days and weeks and months when I can feel and I can think and I can see the purpose of living, of just being alive, of writing and doing and thinking and creating, and there are going to be ones when it’s everything I can do not to end everything in the impulse of the moment, when I can’t help but think are moments like that worth moments like this

there are going to be days and weeks and months, circling after and after each other in unbearable rapidity, in intolerable slowness, in unpredictable leaps and bounds and whirls, and that’s what my life is going to be like, that’s all, it will never ever ever ever get any better, not ever

there are going to be days and weeks and months and days and weeks and days and weeks and months until suddenly there aren’t any more

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