Ten Years Ago

Ten years agowhile you watched the fireworksthe blue and red and green sparklesdancing in the skylike a beginning class of balletor girls lost in a trampoline shop,and your hand was soft and sadand finger nails vulnerablelike kindergartners in recessand your hair curledwith memories of grandmasand smelled like our old desertand you thought your shirtmatched your … Continue reading Ten Years Ago

أنا ليس عندي إلا حبك و النيران تحرقني فكيف أطفئ ناراً ترتوي بدمي