May 29, 2025
Tunisian Afterglows, Chronic Collision
By Mizna Intern
While omniscience is often equated with divinity, to forget is to be human—it is to die a human death. Remembering, then, works to resist the natural course of decay and extinction. We excavate our mind like we fumble in a wild garden; we scratch underneath family stories, tales, poems, books. To remember is to take an unknown journey and sometimes we come across special objects.
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May 22, 2025
Four Poems
By Mizna Intern
Protect the head, where the algae grow, and the sun screams from the summit. The head that has stared for centuries into the sea as it closed its eyelids, and never blinked.
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May 16, 2025
The Thinker
By Mizna Intern
We are flesh measured in kilograms, my Palestinian colleague says in desperation But you are a thinker not a doer So you do nothing
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