Poem: Move

Blood boiling No Churning in my veins Over and over inside and out Gut squeezed Lungs caved They’re back The Nazis are back. Truth be told they’d never Left But here they are in open daylight Angry ey…

Poem: Thinking…

There’s a bustling silence roaring through my ears The sound of quiet intoxicates my mind The serenity of silence speaks and I am thinking These rumbling thoughts send contemplation screaming through …

Poem: Beirut, Lebanon

Written by Sarah Haidar This poem speaks of the intersectionality in such a diverse country in the Middle East and about the beauty in Lebanon between the fighting   Leaning on the roof, and you’…

Poem: Porcelain Doll

Written by Mina Khan. They tell you a woman’s beauty is found in her fragility A delicately wrapped masterpiece made up of desirability, fertility, nobility, and possibility. Armoured with a self defe…