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love note from a survivalist, no. 0000003 and Other poems
love note from a survivalist, no. 0000003 after Naomi Shihab Nye I want to be famous as fire is…
Coming Home
I want a house with giant windows near the edge of a creek, a ceiling fan, and exposed…
Adrift
April storms walk in without takingtheir boots off. I close my eyes—let lightning flash inside me.Its love is…
Hungry and other poems
when we are mango sweetand avocado fat when we are pear crispand honeydew dripping when we are mint…
Eclipse
The power’s out when we arrive,so our greeting is the tip-tap of paws in the stairwell,the flap of…
in the land of keepsakes i moor
Painting courtesy of Reda Khalil
Sarah’s Laughter
is summer peachesthe innocent sleep of evening flowersa walk in gentle rainthe soft dance of reedsat golden hour!…
Wishes and other poems
I want to kill myself, several times a month;to kill the voice in my head, several times a minute; to kiss…
kulsoom in the springtime and other poems
kulsoom in the springtime i think she’s in love. the foghorn in her throat has dulcified to a…
The Smell of the Mouth will Reveal It and other poems
Three translations from Rumi translated by Fatima Haidari, with David Keplinger دوش چه خوردهای دلا راست بگو نهان…