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West Asians in America
We flee the Empire’s breath of fire and run into its mouth for shelter. Once swallowed, we take a seat in the Monster’s belly and watch from his beady little television eyes as our loved ones who are left behind burn and die. And so it is that we exchange our vulnerability for culpability. The…
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A Prayer to the Prince of Canaan
Inspired by Hans Christian Anderson’s ‘The Phoenix Bird’ There is a little egg buried in the depths of the rubble. Born out of the blood of the very first rose that fell on that very first day, under a sky alight with the sins of these self-anointed gods it trembles here now in its nest…
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Love Poem to Gaza
I have loved you. I have let your branches wrap their olive arms around my arms I have found myself bloodied in your nets, burning in your music I have forgotten I was there. I have forgotten I was here. It was night. We built a ship. And sailed the flood. And great whales in…
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