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My first review

By |January 19th, 2011|Categories: Blog|

It could also be, ambitiously, a six word memoir or epitaph: "She constructed interesting and meaningful sentences."


By |January 11th, 2011|Categories: Poetry|


It is better for
my mother to cry over
the poems I’m driven to write
that which
drives me to write poems.

I wonder what sort of child we’ll make

By |January 7th, 2011|Categories: Poetry|

I wonder what sort of child we’ll make.
Will he be clumsy and good for good’s sake?
Will she be clever and write on the walls?
Will he […]

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Base, slap, tone

By |January 6th, 2011|Categories: Poetry|

My fingers aren't made for strings to strum,

My Mother

By |January 3rd, 2011|Categories: Poetry|

softer than stone
and stronger,
has run between
Safa and Marwa
for as long as
I’ve breathed.

At her feet
gush the springs
of home and hereafter.

The Medinah

By |January 2nd, 2011|Categories: Poetry|Tags: |

salty *dhikr
floods my face
hands now too heavy for sin
shape them into broken bowls
forgive me for all I’ve been

*remembrance of the Divine

Always grateful for you

By |January 1st, 2011|Categories: Poetry|

at the intersection of
Fate and
Free Will
we took  a turn
for the best.

26 December

By |December 26th, 2010|Categories: Poetry|

And maybe that’s why
it’s called Boxing day.
They put him in one
and took him away.
All wrapped up
in camphored ribbon,
ready for giving.

Express dispatched
postage free

*opening chapter of the […]

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2011 Wise Dice

By |December 23rd, 2010|Categories: Blog|

Force formulating/following resolutions into a more tangible and active space.