Nathalie Khankan We Consume Summer

we live in a city on a hill & it belongs to god & shuttered cinemas | soils shimmer toward something grand | shattering in many parts | & cumin is pervasive | this is ramallah you see & much shapes up & many are digging | WE CONSUME SUMMER & habitable evenings | my ovaries have been in the hands of men on both sides | my sister skypes between children from the left land | my follicles are not yet purring | she says of course nothing will happen to me


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