All poets, good or bad, with or without anti-capitalist politics, weak or strong anti-racist and anti-war practices, believe in and want paradise on earth. Paradise has different names according to the language your heart speaks. Paradise is where the beloved and I pour our souls into each other. Paradise is where I harmonize with the […]
After the last sky, the birds will fly in the sky of my lungs, against the horizon of my heart, crushing the barbed-wire of my veins, entering into the great migration of my bones, the human revolution, the human revelation, the human rebellion, the last sky, the only sky The Palestinian sky the human sky […]
Smuggling love underground across the illegal borders of occupation Love is the poem that cannot be stopped.