
What We Have
Just like we have everything,
We could have had nothing.
No natural law prescribes
Hot water in the tub,
Apples in the pantry,
Body cream and lotion.
Just like we have everything,
We could have had nothing.
No natural law prescribes
Hot water in the tub,
Apples in the pantry,
Body cream and lotion.
Look at the dead cat’s body
Sprawled on your neighborhood street
For ten minutes.
Look straight
Don’t blink.
Help!!!
Time is killing me
One minute at a time
And nobody comes to my aid.
All manuals fail,
Parents aren’t here to kiss it better
Happiness pursues me
But she is not my match.
I will always beat her
In this game of catch.
I was the most desired maiden
down at the foothills
of Tora Bora.
You might remember
our mothers’ warnings:
The spirits of the mountain
would demise any soul
who dares set foot
on the ancient Goddess’s grounds…
Shoes separate us from earth,
Clothes – from wind,
Religion – from our sexuality,
Sunglasses and sunscreen
From the light of day
To the Ethiopians, I am Faranji,
To the Sephardi – Ashkenazi,
To the Japanese, – Geijin,
To the Mexicans – Gringa.
To the Palestinians – an invader…
A poetic search for a positive identity among multiple social negative ones.
We have replaced
Wild animals with cats and dogs
Birds of the skies with pigeons and crows
Bee pollinators with cockroaches and flies
Bison with cows
…Forests with pastures
We , the βeta people
Are the ones for whom
Morality, Religion, Loyalty
Were created,
Just like we have everything,
We could have had nothing.
No natural law prescribes
Hot water in the tub,
Apples in the pantry,
Body cream and lotion.
Look at the dead cat’s body
Sprawled on your neighborhood street
For ten minutes.
Look straight
Don’t blink.
Help!!!
Time is killing me
One minute at a time
And nobody comes to my aid.
All manuals fail,
Parents aren’t here to kiss it better
Happiness pursues me
But she is not my match.
I will always beat her
In this game of catch.
I was the most desired maiden
down at the foothills
of Tora Bora.
You might remember
our mothers’ warnings:
The spirits of the mountain
would demise any soul
who dares set foot
on the ancient Goddess’s grounds…
Shoes separate us from earth,
Clothes – from wind,
Religion – from our sexuality,
Sunglasses and sunscreen
From the light of day
To the Ethiopians, I am Faranji,
To the Sephardi – Ashkenazi,
To the Japanese, – Geijin,
To the Mexicans – Gringa.
To the Palestinians – an invader…
A poetic search for a positive identity among multiple social negative ones.
We have replaced
Wild animals with cats and dogs
Birds of the skies with pigeons and crows
Bee pollinators with cockroaches and flies
Bison with cows
…Forests with pastures
We , the βeta people
Are the ones for whom
Morality, Religion, Loyalty
Were created,