The Thick Waiting
I sit in the thick waiting, in the silence inside the witness role of an invisible thing heading our way,...
Hail the Traveler
How briefly we live in a body and bathe in these graces: the flash of a vermilion bird; the forgiveness...
Her Skin
As the morning sun touches the mountains across the lake, I imagine touching them too, running a giant hand over...
For You Who Cannot
I read that you are rounded up for “hijab violations”, raped and then silenced. If you make it back home,...
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