Striker
- The Editors
- Jun 16
- 1 min read
Updated: 5 days ago

A poem by Hibah Shabkhez
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I am hurtling against the walls
Of the powder-lined board
Gaining strength from each collision
To hound hapless pieces
Into holes. Each that falls
Is quickly extracted and scored:
Black, ten points; white, twenty. No one,
Except me, ever asks
Why.
Hibah Shabkhez is a writer and photographer from Lahore, Pakistan. Her work has previously appeared in Harpur Palate, Stirring, Forevermore, Empyrean Literary Magazine, Good River Review, 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.
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