Old Friend
Old friend, It’s been a while, years, since we’ve said anything at all, so this may seem out of the blue.. or maybe not because I won’t...
Revolution of Hope
Where am I? I’m floating on marching souls And I must be dreaming. The ground beneath us Rejoices at the beat of their soles. I can...
Dear Lebanon
There’s a wound in you That challenges us not to love so we could love, regardless There are people in you That are intolerant and...
Better let it go
“But it’s normal” She looked at me with ease. ——— “What do you mean?”, I answered. ——— “It’s normal, that when lovers part they...