InheritanceThere is a moment when the body assumes knowledge the mind has yet to grasp. The hands reach out, steady and sure, performing tasks no one…12h ago112h ago1
SALT FLAT, YAM HA‑MELACH I. thresholdBorder kiosk closes for lunch: papers sleep under a paperweight shaped like a dove. Stagnant air salts the lungs; I hold my breath the way…13h ago13h ago
THE PATH OF THE DISPLACED (FICTION)Sometimes I got so high on Valium I’d forget I was in Gaza searching for ghosts. I came in 2012, during a temporary crack in the barricade…13h ago13h ago
First light.One tattered frond quivers against the sky‑mouth of God. Without turning I know you are there, small foreign syllable no grammar holds.20h ago20h ago
OnlyAll at once he is no longer a child — hands brimming with khubbayza, leaves still wet from the dawn‑sprinkled hush.20h ago20h ago
Catalog ofCloud‑light loosens from the minaret; last drops tick the frayed fronds — a silver jail unfastening.20h ago20h ago
Short Lived StarsIn the hour when muezzin blue still threads the rubble I slip from the doorway — no lintel, no clock —20h ago20h ago
