writing
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Are we afraid of plans? And having made one…could we ever destroy it? Our minds probe the danger before it appears. But this is done. Spirit and Blood may take us to an inevitable apocalypse. This bridging of unveiling whispered among the neighbors centuries ago. And with covered noses and through the dark we examine…
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“I didn’t know,” I said, my friends thought I might be inside a burning house.But drawing into the shadow of that house in flames,Watching the sparks fly,Saved me from procrastination. I nodded solemnly,Raising a quiet saluteTo the lives of my friends and family. “Live and love,” declared the highest of orders.“Commune and understand, and whisper,…
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Standing in the door Trapped As her people were trapped With anxiety And fear She settled in her chair Snorting small ones And as the slaughter went on She looked at her watch The chorus of poets broke in Gibran the heroine And I the cocaine. Her feet Creeping to us in warning Toe nails…
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Her love life was crippled Because everything smelled like skunk She bought special shampoo And expensive perfume The modern incarnations Of a goddess in business school This was a disaster And an opportunity in her failure Do you smell it now? A white lie with constant exposure Damages your olfactory With rewards more powerful than…
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A world so gray The word ‘enigmatic’ A powerful ray Then a glaring sun Bunched shadows potent On white walls and guns Not so far away But distant…fatal Like Love? …Then Love. Love. Love.
Hadi Atallah 