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Poetry & Photos: The Dark Matter Project Port...

Poetry & Photos: The Dark Matter Project Portraits By @UrbanSkript In Collaboration With Sanna Arman And Upile Chisala

The Dark Matter Project is a series of portraits put together by Urban Skript in collaboration with Sanna Arman and Malawian Storyteller Upile Chisala. Sanna and Upile wrote the beautiful words of poetry attached to the photo series.

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Words by Sanna Arman

Evasive as she was
I looked for her
All I knew was her name
So to far away lands I travelled in vain
One day I stopped
Tired of searching for beauty
I occupied the spaces
I had set aside for her

It was then I heard her voice
I knew it was her
When I listened closely
And saw her reflection in me.

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Words by Upile Chisala

Experiencing love!! I am in love and I have never been more myself. Maybe they’ll say I went soft. But where’s the fault in that? People are meant to soften for each other, to show a tenderness because finding love is finding something right in the world. What do I need to be tough for?

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Words by Upile Chisala
Opening up to love
No one talks about the concrete that made room for the flower,
so there you have it
something as tough as concrete can soften enough
to let a beautiful thing grow through it.

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Words By Sanna Arman
Be a man they said
Be a real man
Feel less
Flex more
Be indifferent to that which is beautiful
Touch only that which makes you a man
Makes you manly
Don’t let them see
Not your scars
Nor the flowers that bloom within
I heard them
I was them
Before I regurgitated their man
And became my own man.

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Words by Sanna Arman
I’ve been to war
With voices within
Men without
Even gods beyond
War used to creep in
Uninvited through my window
Pierce sharply into my skin
And find my soul unguarded
But I haven’t fought lately
Though my window remains open
My skin has found its voice
Soft enough to sing my soul to calm
Yet loud enough to shield it from the storm.

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Words by Upile Chisala Reflecting on how love has changed you!

No one told me that love could feel as part of you as skin. I am sorry, I began this story with anger. See, they told me to always have my fingers in fist form and my heart in my belly. Love has to be approached like war. Hide your softness, bury your burdens. Prepare yourself for battle. And there you were, with your softness, with your burdens, with your arms ready to give, ready to take. What a glorious thing you’ve shown me -how to love fully.

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