Strange
everyday words, thoughts, and actions are used to hurt others, rarely to heal, yet, with these merciless maladies I remain perpetually in awe, I am flawless is the most indulgent flaw
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facing the light
I have the face of somebody else, their words script my looks, who I am hides behind the sham … the searchlight reduces to a torch, to a fading candle, to a feeble incense stick, it’s a dark world overexposed, the one inside, that which could reinstate the strength lies unexplored … I don’t know why I named these as
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Columbine
A Blast From the Past
Corn
The contagion that killed the fisherman’s wife
The contagion that killed the fisherman’s wife – (this is my translation from the Arabic of AMM’s poem published 2018, and which forms part of a bigger narrative work looking at transference of guilt and sin, and our relationship to death.)
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Lilies: Love’s Opening
the empty mirror
the world an empty mirror troubled images reflect, masked with colourful words, outstanding life doesn’t have the face to look up to it, as a helpless habit, being there, hanging around, cracking sound blurred light, broken air
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