Category Archives: poetry

the semicolon

unfinished business the semicolon is unfinished business; don’t use it if you are not willing to deal with unfinished businesses; an invitation you cannot refuse to take a leap beyond the known to explore what lies ahead; a separation that … Continue reading

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ramadan

ramadan my world cannot sleep with the tinnitus of silence,my 3 am soaked in the rousing scent of lemon drops and apple cider vinegar that dress up the onion and watercress salad for the suhūr meal waiting in the kitchen, … Continue reading

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scoria

scoria oh, to bless the meek, to inherit the earth,to drown our hearts in the raging sea. to teach a man how to beg and he will learn how to smile.to teach a man how to fish and he will … Continue reading

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dissection

dissection come brother and feel this pulse rhyming with the flowing red. its presence is evidence that i have a heart like yours. reach closer now and feel me breathe: this chest heaves with the warmth of the sunshine in … Continue reading

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the seeds

the seeds the world is shrinking as we shake from all the swelling and the aches the hours are shorter, distances near for all the borders we hold dear, and as the world shrinks and squeezes us in its membranes … Continue reading

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talking to the sun

talking to the sun the cars stop at red, a momentary block, as the gaunt but big-boned man — with sun-baked face and arms, hair and beard dangling wiry, crinkled like loose threads of his faded-violet duffel bag slung on … Continue reading

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enchanted

  ‘nice to see, nice to hold, once broken, considered sold.’   — anonymously printed on a signboard at a borders store   spells to sell modern magic spells, flasks of fortune to dispense ancient human greed stir up the cauldron, lift … Continue reading

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