Downward, Domeward

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                  ties upon ties upon ties upon go somewhere                           …

The queen is supposed to have an escort.

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  What are we supposed to do tonight— fancy,       wondering.     I wanted to see the kind of     crazy      we celebrate.   For the time we’re here     locked up like pretty         …

The Fruit Flies

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  It is time to disclose the truth. How they descended on my desk and typed a letter that made very little sense, a logic that matched their size and…

The North Sky

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  almost green / not quite purple / pissed-off grey   looks ripe / remember   this early a.m. / the billiard games with a few Millenials   / voiced…

Dis/Arming

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  oh no! / not this questioning   acquaintance again / why unwed / why no children /   in front of hers you accuse   her of being a…

Miracle

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  Today, the sky was completely ordinary. Just a few white clouds dispersed at random. Then,  in between, nothing but the dull blue of late afternoon. And I wanted to…

Insomnia

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  No moon. Not even a lamb to leap the gates. No shepherd with his staff curled at the top. Thy rod and thy staff no comfort. The sheep all…

The Maid’s Story

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  I’m a maid in this hotel, but in my country, like most women, I helped prepare the dead for burial, and I know bodies have their own light that…

Communion

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  What I remember best is the bread. A whole loaf of unsliced wheat so the pastor could tear it up   in chunks to offer to you. If you…

A Prayer for Bana

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                “When this is over I will go home and sleep forever”               —Ammar Al-Selmo   We pray for…

Grandmother

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  Everything surprises me: that she called for me, that I am here.   What we failed at in life is done. Now she lets me grab her shoulder,  …