I am body, lonely prey You, a wave, warrior tribe We are a battle fought...

I am not even the glassI am where the glass brokeand tore through your heelthe towel......

History – an onion domeLayer upon layer, delicate flesh Severed in a single strokeServed in a......

My daughter has my eyes and I have inherited mine from my mom....

[Squeeze lime into a tall glass.Pour cold water. Two spoons of sugar.A pinch of black salt.Add......

Squeeze lime into a tall glass Pour cold water Two spoons of sugar....

When gypsy tribes moveFrom camp to camp,What they are looking for isblessings, shelter andA rotten piece......

Insomnia She says she cannot sleep,smiles as if she’d rather weep.My hands are empty as handsalways......

breathe heavy on my chest where storm clouds brew a concoction of sweat...

Kill him! He is Muslim!Was the call of the crowd.Swords and knives in hand,All of them......