I want to write a poem about Palestine but I have no words. The nouns are drenched in blood. The verbs are obscene and the adjectives unspeakable. The sentences have no end and there is no punctuation. I am having trouble pronouncing my own name.
Close your eyes Count to ten Take a breath Find a pen Write it out Let it loose Don't get lost In these woods For one day You might get stuck Way too far In the muck
i look outside at the picture created by the snow drifting down my windshield. the snow so real i could get out of the car and let it settle softly on my tongue. so cold / yet inviting. so harsh and ready to bite, but so irresistible.
Pressure builds up We can feel it as it engulfs the atmosphere Warnings as we walk up and lights click People watching, criticizing, weary They know nothing what they talk about, but it still hurts All the effort gone to waste on something you experienced and worked on It’s a first time for everyone, but a last time for some.
i could feel everything. my toes as they grip the board and my tongue as it swirls and tastes the food in my mouth. and for an ounce of an instant, everything felt real.