Fizza Abbas is a writer based in Karachi, Pakistan. She is fond of poetry and music. Her works have been published in more than 80 magazines, both online and in print. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Beltway Poetry Quarterly, Poetry Village, Petrichor, One Hand Clapping Magazine and Poetry Pacific.
A Handicapped Writer
Let me warn you about something If you're looking for The Kreutzer Sonata You may not find it here. My poems are slow, non-rhythmic like me, Lazy as mornings pretend to be. Silent, motionless as the night lurking in the willow trees. Don't mistake me for an accomplished writer I don’t know what that means. I'm a handicapped poet tied to the strings of a third-world country. (My door is ajar but only winds touch the doorstep) My shipments disappear, to be lost forever into the courier blackhole. Payment gateways for my country exist in the ether out of reach and beyond reproach. They say, learn to run with your cane but never say how and when to tread slowly.