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Nasser Rabah: We Are Not Iron 

We are not iron, O God, so that we can be melted down every year. We are not copper or lead that they fire among the armies and leave behind after the end of the war as mere ammunition and ashes.

May 24, 2025 · 6 Comments

Sahar Rabah: May the Language Do You Justice

Walking barefoot on the thorns
Of your nightmares

February 3, 2024 · 4 Comments

Nasser Rabah: On the Birthday of the War

When I return from the war, if I do,
don’t look into my eyes,
do not see what I saw.

December 22, 2023 · 13 Comments

Angele Ellis: Dances of Death | In Tango Below a Narrow Ceiling, an experimental young Syrian poet makes his book-length debut in English

What would happen in this vast dagger
If America stopped eating human flesh
For three days?

October 15, 2021 · 6 Comments

Video: Salam

A female Lyft driver navigates the night shift in NYC while waiting to hear life or death news from Syria.

September 11, 2021 · Leave a comment

Riad Saleh Hussein: Like a Star in the Sky, Like a Buck in the Jungle

Here is a rock and two eyes
Here is a moon, there is a goose
And still there are more things I could not see

July 1, 2021 · Leave a comment

Riad Saleh Hussein: from Destruction of Blood Circulation

But love letters become time bombs…
Where should I begin?
You said: start from the alphabet’s massacre!

January 26, 2020 · 1 Comment

Iman Chahine Sharba: God of Dreams

God passed away empty handed
But with regret
And like a sly boy
Broke with his shoe
the last dry loaf of bread.

November 27, 2019 · 2 Comments

Riad Saleh Hussein: The Bad Guy

And the woman said to me:
You hallucinate too much
The names of fish and seaweeds
You open the kingdom of your brain day and night for the lost caravans of gypsies

January 10, 2019 · Leave a comment

Riad Saleh Hussein: A Serene Evening

This evening is serene, This evening is not calm. I am a man or a pack of dynamite— Under my trench a red goose or a black unicorn. The woman … Continue reading

August 17, 2018 · 1 Comment

Riad Saleh Hussein: Tango Under a Narrow Ceiling

My heart is delicious to take a bite from. It is an alcove for blue rabbits, A shark with fins of stubborn cactus. My heart is delicious to take a … Continue reading

May 30, 2018 · Leave a comment

Iman Chahin Sharba: Prior to the Departure

Before I was killed by a matter of minutes I was combing the hair of my daughter And braiding her plaits With a pair of tweezers in the shape of … Continue reading

May 15, 2018 · 1 Comment

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