Dunes

a song is muffled underthe weightof thousands of tons of sandunder the weightrocks breakand on the limestone, I laylistening to the night You cannot see your handsbefore you, but they are orange.stained from the dustthat coats the wild dog’s fur. you, small and skinny,misplaced your desert lover:vulpine and wily you found your wayhalfway across the…

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Inches

Staccato breathing mechanically makes the air move in and out short and frantic shrinking consciousness like flesh rotting from a carcass insufficient surface area left to save to graze disoriented and abstracted reality stinging and dizzying inches from dancing for eternity

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Move-in Day

The breeze carries sticky caramel sweat through long summer days with no lunches I have packed up all of my old worlds and have brought it for you tales of youth spoken through long-dried acrylic color chemical stories stored for good on yellowing canvas move-in day is unearthing unnerving revisits to past lives in past…

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Author’s Bio

in a haunting synthesis of Arabic and English she writes genre-interruption this only works because without emotions we cannot make decisions we are nobody without our associations; she writes an experiment untangling the world she presses on the place of bruises as she writes, she moves a hand she passed at her own hand but…

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