Here, the mangled text that will / become a poem — loose language — / blueprint for a reckoning.
Results for tag: Hazem Fahmy
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January 29, 2019
January 30, 2018
Studio Era music makes me want to dress fancy and pretty; leave the house in gorgeous armor, but I know too well the earth’s hunger and I will not satisfy it. Today I leave my house and I make sure no one can call me faggot.
November 7, 2017
‘A week before I graduate, I round up all my femme clothes / and stuff them in the Savers plastic bag / I’d gotten them in.’