My favourite cat lives on a bookshelf
My favourite dog is made of brown thread;
My favourite people were born of stone
Hundreds of years ago.
Saturday evenings I stand by myself
Here in the town square, scattering fresh bread
For birds, and smiles for those shuffling alone
Past me in the thin snow.
Hibah Shabkhez is a writer of the half-yo literary tradition, an erratic language-learning enthusiast, a teacher of French as a foreign language and a happily eccentric blogger from Lahore, Pakistan. Her work has previously appeared in the Rockford Review, Qwerty, The Blue Nib, Ligeia, Cordite Poetry, Headway Quarterly and a number of other literary magazines. Studying life, languages and literature from a comparative perspective across linguistic and cultural boundaries holds a particular fascination for her.