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Baghdad, Iraq

Baghdad, Iraq

« There you are returning to her once more. You never knew how many times you left and how many times you said you would never go back to her. »  —Sadek Mohammah, Archaeology of Scorched Cities

Between the predisposition to the Absolute, and the red walls of the labyrinth, the paths that lead to the meaning vary. And, whether the letter is a sword, a candlestick, or a wall-- the truth is farther...

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To those days--bombing monuments…
When the soul talked for long to the roar of the truth…

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Procreation of light enlightens a hazy picture of fossilized memory and of panicked horrors of an effaced...

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In this dark land
We inherited black clothes,
Black thoughts
And black rain.
We witnessed the execution of the palms
And killing of the rivers.
In this olive colored land,
When a...

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She works meticulously, inserting the tip of the needle into a small gap of wool, looping the yarn around the second needle. Her eyes never blink, they are intently focused as she purses her lips and observes the...

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When a man begets war and doesn't know

what to do with it, should he bathe it? Should he

clothe it? Should he feed it? Should he comb its

hair and send it with its siblings to school?

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It comes to me

That I may see what is unseen
In the pleasure of speech,
In the night step
And in the crawling of roses on myrtle.

It comes to me
That I may cross the sea of...

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Pollution

The prostitute, at the front of the street
Is gazing at me:
The disastrous face…
The blue clouds…

The prostitute, at the front of the street, approaches
(While I depart-...

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Theft

When he woke up from his dream
He stood by the window;
The war was gazing at him

When he returned from his sadness
……………
……………
He was forty.

Transitory Experience...

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Story of (that) time

Story of that time; like tyrants who gargle in the depth ; in the (wood’s quiet) we were, night was in us; maybe we were stars, maybe we carried our clothes to where the river enters....

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To my father & also to Mike

You will find
Different leaders for each side there.
But the dates are still unified
Since the early days of the God.

Dates are
The morning key...

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Baby…
I mean -- Dear…
I mean, Hello!
Yes, hello – this is more appropriate.
I hope you won’t be very sorry—given all that you’ve inflicted upon me—that I abandoned you.
It wasn’t true that I...

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Eternity

Surgical ward
Previous generations
Surgery table
Swords
Horses
Minarets…

And here we are
On the same table
-As it has been always-
Naked
With...

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