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  2. "an other gaza"
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    in chaos one man collects

    his daughter into a plastic bag

       oh my god the bag is leaking

    one kisses a cave was baby boy face just this

    morning braids unplaiting phosphorous

    wordless exhaust smoke shock

     

    what is it that remains of us now

    then what is recyclable in us

     

    men’s beards carry their lineage

    refracted memory drones

    drummed ears echo frequency

    children call for siblings reborn

    skulls fracture eyes the color purple

    here the steeliest doctors weep

     

    the sea waves shelled boys

    sirens post explosions

     

    all is shrapnel and hunger

    none is safe all are waiting

    between wall and wait and sea

    and wall there is no day

    what are we

    flares rain metal escalation

     

    descent upon heads ladders of spine collapse

    night eats sleep the people hold fasts

     

    children of lightening no rain

    sewage into water skin flamed to ash

    the women’s faces track lifelines

    grief upon grief astronomical

    dust was people last night

    tunnel is the people now

     

    raising horizon in coffins

    there is no recovery

                                                                                            

    she says they light the night with bombs

    she says that’s not the sun at all

    she says this is a crime against my heart

    she says nothing

       touch me

    she says listen

     

    we are shelter and target

    we are stars exploded

     

    the people run into themselves for refuge

    they catch up to their ghosts

    between devastate and displace

    what is destroyed again is everything

    what is created is a hole

    an other

     

     

                               suheir hammad

    (via thatonesuheirhammad)

     
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  5. sounds like a life goal to me

    (Source: arabellesicardi, via warpaintemeralddragonfly)

     

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  7. You have to make yourself believe.  Is this possible?  Can you turn “void” into “God” by switching the words over and over again?

    Any act of self-salvation is a problem because of death which always has the last laugh, and if there has been a dramatic and continual despair hanging over childhood, then it may even be impossible.

    After all, can you call “doubt” “bewilderment” and suddenly be relieved?

    Not if your mind has been fatally poisoned… .

    (Source: forgottenness)

     
  8. virus-caused aphasic poetry in DS9 (s1e5)

     
  9. when I get uncertain about how to move poetry forward, I write about tesseracts.

     

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