Hafiz, Drunk with God
2020-01-23, 3:23 a.m.

Insomnia hit at 1 am after I had passed out for 3 hours. Reading Hafiz, Drunk with God at the witching hour a sob escaped my throat in the black silence of my room. Hafiz reminds me of my uncle and I heard his signature unbridled laugh. My heart broke because I remembered that I can never hear it out loud again. Still, it is so clear in my brain that it has the power to come forth during the witching hour. A laugh that makes me cry.