I read Palestine when the news says Egypt, Syria, Yemen, Iraq. I step around the bodies
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In a time of hatreds. Record this memory of us (not) touching. Our lips (un)locked. Hands (un) twined. Letters braid with mine. Enbrine.
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you curl against me like a burning hair as airstrikes pock the hillside, bare earth red as afterbirth. upturned. we knob until we find fairuz on the radio.
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