Ocean around them – S.O.
I am vast, blue timeworn colossus, rolling, the green hills of Qwahu brown scars of the Nuer I can go deeper, hold it and deeper still hold, hold. In these things lie no permission, everything- is for the taking- the giving. Heirloom scattered coral, pirouette in the deep, I find language and stories of them…
Occupied Alphabet -Ayah Chehade
I. I use google translate to convey English phrases in Arabic sometimes A client tells me she is depressed And her father has been having tremors since the war started But usually when he is doing typically stressful things like dealing with an angry customer
Nature is the First Witness – Soukeyna O.
Crescendos hum, the Nile snarls against new banks, the Hornbill’s beak opens skyward sinking in uliginous ground, brown coconuts refuse to crack open, the Atlantic will not carry blue ships.
Under the Belly of the Sea, a Victor is Born – K.Y. Djassi
Ink was my saviour/ I drank it by the gallon./ It poured into me then / engulfing all the writing /that others had defined me by / pages and pages surrounding my liver
Better times – K.Y. Djassi
What will you say when the clouds break to show you a sun you’ve been seeking in yourself
I am nostalgic for the future. Those days of hushed murmurings in Wolof and the razor sharp innocence I wish to find again tomorrow
The Railroads Know – Sara Bedri
When time stopped I still carried the hope of moving with eyelids too tired to carry new baggage…
Express Shipping– Sara Bedri
“no one puts their children in a boat /unless the water is safer than the land” after Warsan Shire
Azza mocks me for praying in onesies ~ Sara Bedri
Azza exchanges the robes of freedom / for the silky toabs of comfort, swears / gossip travels farther than hadeeth / ever could
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Ocean around them
I am vast, blue timeworn colossus, rolling, the green hills of Qwahu brown scars of the Nuer I can go deeper, hold it and deeper still hold, hold. In these things lie no permission, everything- is for the taking- the giving. Heirloom scattered coral, pirouette in the deep, I find language and stories of them…
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