Khadijaa separationOver Lake Superior, monarch butterflies swerve left to avoid a mountain that no longer exists.Jun 11, 2022Jun 11, 2022
KhadijamaterialitySometimes I dream of stepping outside my body and — talk about weightless — my skin shedding like water, mouth no longer wet with blood…Jun 11, 2022Jun 11, 2022
Khadijalet me set the sceneI glance out my window and see you as a lover. The streetlights wink as if in on a joke I’ve just missed.Jun 11, 2022Jun 11, 2022
Khadija2.5 hoursSo the metaphor’s a damp wriggling thing in my hand, right, And all I want to do isJun 11, 2022Jun 11, 2022