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Fady Joudah, from A Palestinian Meditation in a Time of Annihilation
Hala Alyan, from The Palestine Double Standard
Velvet Hounds, Aimee Seu
— Haley Green, “From Nampa, ID to Rock Springs, WY,” EcoTheo Collective (April 2026)
non-aligned books bookstore in naarm 2026
new soap dish
journal excerpts from february
journal writing 28.02:
The worst has already happened. Now, the days lengthen into a new season. I am his from the bone onwards. He is rib of my rib. We are meat calling to meat. I desire so earnestly the alternative to fulfilling it would be to perish. All my life, once suffering, now this.
journal excerpts from february
happy i wanted you warm and close as fresh laundry and here we are tuesday
happy of course you love me, you’re wearing one of my socks tuesday
— Belovéd, Yves Olade (What Are Birds? Transpoetics Prize)
Emily Skaja, "Black Lake", pub. The Offing [ID'd]
meriem evangeline, admission after narcissus
published in recent issue of so to speak journal
He’ll treat you unkindly, if that’s what you want
words from I don’t smoke by mitski
hanya yanagihara “he is so lonely that he sometimes feels it physically, a sodden clump of dirty laundry pressing against his chest. he cannot unlearn the feeling” vs heather christle “I sometimes imagine a metaphysical strainer I could rinse my body through, until I am whole and clean in the sink, and all the despair is held separate and dripping above. I imagine i could toss it away” vs chen chen “I wish I could peel / all my sadness in one long strip off my skin / & toss it in a bucket. no one would have to carry it. / it would just sit there & be punished. / it would just sit there & think about everything it’s done”