The Muezzin Sings the Blues
What a frightening way to say bismillah
With a daggered America softly on your
Tongue.
A heathen harakat
The descendants of Hoover
Know the steps to make ablution,
They wash my sister’s blood off before they join the congregation.
Laying the smartphone to ask “Where is east?”
The arrow
Lurches from one side to the next,
Like the door of my cousin’s cell.… Read the rest