Let’s say this is the story of a boy you loved so much, you did everything in your power to cast him almost. Consider the wane & cyclic, the phylogenetic folding. Let’s say he loves you in a way you can only imagine as evolution of & here, the mythos of he & you misalign […]
Ssssh Your baba says Teta says it’s djinn— bad dreams that fester in the corner The crooked eye of the mirror. Glass steps from nowhere and back.
When I find the first letter in the garden among the green beans I try to ignore it think it a weed it grows and grows blank ink a foot off the raised bed tail like a flaccid flag this ي I have thought expected someone would find me letters turn to rot […]
A full moon about the size of my palm so bright I put it in the linen closet and for three days a month the doors turn translucent I can’t sleep A prancing painted horse with a lame leg I wind it up and watch it crash in circles A curved dagger with sticky tree […]
I ate my country as we laid bare and scorching licked a shivering delicate like a placenta tongue up thighs like a cannibal, like an urgency, like a Palestinian akh ya Rabi, I’m so infatuated with country-land I draw borders in oil pastels, how delirious of me turn the Opera on let us hear a […]
these marks upon my arms are not for charms or meant to be charming, they are not for protection, not for kurt cobain, and though i like it when a friend asks if this one on my left hand is a dandelion seed, it is not a symbol for that either. these are a bridge […]
Her fangs came out at night rows along the highway blood burst out in spurts the evil in the details Her sisters entrenched in the sight saw devils challenge desperate fight Stars gleaming, pointed, sharp punctured through stillness of dark Serrated blades, each pearl a sin tearing through her soft fleshed kin Rabid as a […]
CAPTAIN’S LOG ABOARD THE GOOD SHIP PALESTINE; CAPTAIN ON ROTATION FOR WEEK OF 13/02/2148: TBAKHI, WAJIEH Antenna is broke. Have requested Nadia assemble crew for repair. Communications spotty at best. Need part but do not have in supplies. Outlook poor. Left engine is broke. Some rumbling and shudder and we shifted off course. Naturally […]
In the beginning was the Abyss I awakened soon after A hero’s jewel clutched in my fist My finger pointing, lips moving, but silent The words would not come I lit a candle and lamented I worshipped my disillusion as I would a martyred saint By the light of the altar I recognized no kindred […]
I can’t tell if these are bones. Bones piled up on top of each other. Will they ever dig us out? Find what emerges, the stories, the dark and the light? A boneyard. The earth lays with open wounds, waiting to be filled with us alive. This mud made us, and now will protect us […]
