The Fruit Flies

poetry
  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

poetry
  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

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

Miracle

poetry
  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

poetry
  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

poetry
  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

poetry
  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

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

Grandmother

poetry
  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,  …

Getting the Melons to Market

poetry
  The hot summer long —we loaded truck beds with   watermelons, our rough hands soothed by   the cool green rivers in their skins,   then stood guard, armed…

Deliverance

poetry
  Fear made us little children: If they catch you, they’ll cut off your nose and ears. If you’re a girl, they’ll rape you. So out of the cave’s bombed…

Procession

poetry
                       mistranslation after Rilke   When song arrived like an ungainly bird, the light inert, the light wide open shut, the…