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Unique Piece.

"Sun items send a star,
even a sad nadir.
A dit in me gasps:
a gem.
It’s solemn.
I spill a poem
still it’s:
'ola, polen,
arena y arrayán,
eran el ópalo'.
Still, it’s me;
opal lips in me.
Loss, time gasps,
a gem: nitid, arid,
and, as a never;
at sadness,
met in us."

--@MerlinaAcevedo

Ghost door.

"Leave one spot, only one spot without blood, so I can explain to the children tomorrow what the color of the sand was like [...]"

—Khaled Juma
▪︎ Palestinian poet ▪︎ (via @ZeeshanJanaam)

"This is a guy who’s getting an advanced degree not to save his soul or to preserve and expand the edifice of human knowledge but to destroy both."