I am fall-out from the stormof dust, gas and shock waveswhen a star is born, but......

I – A City without Cats There were no cats in the city I was born......

Like that tracking device  Tied on your fluffy back is my soul A chip implanted deep   Into yours. What......

A pair of starlingssquat on a leafy branch ofthe Kadam tree opposite our verandah.A furry friend......

Our clothes must bend to the windfor the sun is a malodorous thingthese days. Rain wants......

(With acknowledgement to Mahmoud Darwish) Those who have no land, no home,washed in like debris on......

As the candles on his thirteenthbirthday cake were blownso ended a dear dream. Unlike his freshly-minted......

for Jasminko Halilovic I have seen the face of sorrow It is the face...

The enemy’s dead think of me in their eternal sleep mercilesslywhile the ghosts take the stairs......

If you’re a refugee, you wrap it in fabric and faith You store it away...