All praise the lepers, praise the boars praise mud and dust and filth, the flies, metal buildings with metal doors. … More
Tag: Poetry
Reflections on the Woodshed Year
For so much of the year I was laid up with an inexplicable knee injury, followed by a cancer scare. I suffered choking anxiety and severe depression. It seemed like nothing was happening. Certainly nothing good.
DIA DE MUERTOS
The Dead now make their pilgrimage Back to their homes, back to our side. I hear their laughter on the … More
PRAYER AGAINST THE BINARY
god bless the man in platform boots god bless the woman in a tux what does man or woman mean … More
AUGUST LAMENTATION
Lord it’s hot. The words won’t come. It hasn’t rained in weeks, Lord. O Lord have you forgotten us?Down here … More
Prayer Built of Words
God sometimes I forget your first languageisn’t English. Not Arabic nor Aramaic–those words you had to learn. We taught youhow … More
Fajr
I stand beside my window waiting for the call to prayer, waiting like a lover for a glimpse of the … More
