How thrilling to appear in his eyes.She can’t understand what he’s saying:she’s too busy chewing his voice.She looks at the mouth she’ll never kiss,at the shoulder she’ll never cry on,at the hand she’ll never hold,and at the ground where their shadows meet. — Dunya Mikhail, from “Tablets,” trans. from the Arabic by Kareem James Abu-Zeid,… Continue reading Dunya Mikhail