To the women who throw coffee at brown men with their children. To the man who killed three. To the girl with a black eye. To the others whose story is not yet told. Their collective crime? Wearing a keffiyeh.
Tag: poems
The Limit?
You cannot believe in human rights and stand against oppression without also standing against the oppression of the Palestinian people. That truth is inevitable.
Wisdom
The wisdom with age of acknowledged choices made, will ego and pride stand in the way of coming to terms with them?
Friendship
Why do we so often discard the benefits of a comfortable friendship as we search for romantic love?
Incomplete
On the secrets unlocked in the passing of souls.
Fatigue
My heart breaks for the ones completely consumed by compassion. Those unable to see the world's hurts and turn a blind eye to them. Those who can grieve for losses not their own. Those who can sit in the darkness with others times innumerable and without complaint, only the softest of hearts. They are so … Continue reading Fatigue


