Dark
Light
Uncle Roy
Me and my little brothers always called him Uncle Roy only he wasn’t our uncle,…
On Sleeplessness and Pre-Dawn Ecstasies
In the liminal hours,when the stars have dulled or disappeared,the sky with its arms of milky whitereaches for…
One in the Same
the cloud bank stacked until infinity:heavenabove which the sun still shonehigh and bright and yellowred blue green and…
a harvest since passed
we walkedthe cotton fields of the deltathe nile glistened like a mirrorwe will never be under cotton sheetsin…
Bloody Rozana
for Amal Kaawash ‘Everyone is with their beloved and my beloved has gone. Oh lord, may the breeze…
Moses or Icarus & Free Diving
Moses or Icarus You’re twenty-something. You’re in bed / listening to the clock ticking on repeat / because…
Parallel Universe
I was told that time is not one thing,but many; that it is layered, like an onion,and there…
I Call You My Sea
Don’t lose the dive line, don’t lose the dive line. …
There will come a time without war
after Sara Teasdale’s “There will come the soft rains” The sleet will come when we are dead,all of…
My Mother Talks to the Moon
The moon emerges, a sickle, wisp of an arc,the true beginningof a month. We believe thisand the eyes will…