Palestinian blood is a cruel antidote,to the dreamlike slumber white supremacy,has over the world.A blood sacrifice to hold a pale mirror up,so the world can see itself soberly,hung over, and bleeding.Palestinian children drinking water from puddles,do they see the moon...
Walls that evoke nightmares,A home for dark paths,Shelter for the strange,Space for encroaching shadows. A door opens to the night,A path emerges for the eerie,An encounter with the hidden awaits,There is both emergence and engagement. Slumber for the weary body,Freeing...
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I speak—not from a podium or palace,But from the soil, soaked in blood and silence.From beneath the green womb of the Congo,Where my bones lie broken—but not my spirit. You—who call yourselves the civilised,The democratic, the free—What freedom do you...
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How does time move(swells stretches stationary inflatesddrrrrraaaaaaaaagggggs out –drinkseverydropuntilitrelinquishes itself to the next minute)to the boy who watches the snailawaiting the arrival of the fatherwho will bring him to play catch? He measures it in slimeAs he can’t yet tell...