“I am frustrated, my wings snatched in all directions, my eyes dilated. This veil, you so on yourself – what does it hide you from. Is it meant to deflate my inhale, to imitate gravitational fornication on my wings as I used to fly above you to see the tip of your nose, between threads of our hair.” – Raafat Majzoub


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