“Save Beirut from Hell”

 
“Please, my son, don’t shoot today,
They are kind, perhaps ordinary, our neighbours for so long.
 
Please, habibte, don’t go out today,
Stay home, eat mana’ich, break bread with your family.
 
I peer through my broken window onto Hamra Street below,
They are boys, as my own,
Eyes glazed, shoulders solid.
 
We, and our mothers, gave birth silently, to these children;
They, and [...]

Bariloche - Of Good Spirits, and of Bad Ones

Bariloche – Of Good Spirits, and Bad Ones 

There are spirits in these mountains, they never leave, they have never left. 
High in the Patagonian Andes, I nestle amongst my clothes for warmth. The air is bright, alive with life. I can breathe again. 
The cordillera rises, like a spiny dinosaur. The rock face creeps down the bare [...]