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Mirrors and Echoes
Echoes The veils sundera letting mirror.and her eye, a light slit made pure, seeps over the emerald sea…
The Majesty
How would history look if the cruel colonizer adjusting his tall fur hat and gold buttons in the…
The East is not a Looking Glass
“Eye on the ball,” the revolution said, finding an invincible summer. “Protect your peace,” the mashrabiyya whispered, and…
The melting pot of destruction (viii) & Others
The melting pot of destruction (viii) April 1st, 2026. Cité de Billes.Douala. Cameroon. my cellulardata room. my feed.…
Cypress Weeps & The House That Raised Us
Cypress Weeps A boy’s grieftransformed him into a cypress tree.Since then,the cypress weeps.For landscapesholding too many graves,for hills…
Deer and Starlight & Blue Mountains, Australia
Deer and Starlight at fifteen you first read a poem about Matthew Shepardyoung man brutalised by young menfor…
a river of mirrors
snow melt runs cold on the heights of the taurus mountains beyond human footfall where a tumble of…
On the Bus
She can feel the knotsthe odd angles, the bones,want to tell the woman to run, run, runbut deep…
The mirror & I feel it in my heart
The mirror I feel it in my heart I love youlike I love how we say صباح الفلwith…
Imprints of Time
Memory leaves imprints over the years, sometimes cackling, sometimes wailing, sometimes too full of serious. You live in…