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the magic my body becomes : Poems by /
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| Formato: | Electrónico eBook |
| Idioma: | Inglés |
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Fayetteville :
University of Arkansas Press,
2017.
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| Colección: | Book collections on Project MUSE.
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| Acceso en línea: | Texto completo |
Tabla de Contenidos:
- Machine generated contents note: Ghada says
- Take a left here
- Deir al qamar means convent of the moon and it's all i think about
- Ghada says
- Bop bop
- My assignment is to "draw chaos"
- Ghada says
- On practicing my arabic
- If teta never had to leave lebanon i wonder if she would make preserves
- White man says to my brown father
- I realized this at 23
- Aphorisms for lonely arabs
- You got way too excited about annihilation before the cosmic folk show
- Sin el Fil, Lebanon
- When they ask me who i pray to
- Ghada says
- Poem as my dad
- backroads
- She'll make a husband so happy one day
- My other mouth
- Fine then
- Ghada says
- TBH I've got more things to say about hair than i have hair
- Sometimes i feel like my own life would never pass the bechdel test
- When daughters are not enough
- There goes the family
- Ghada says
- "I'll bury you"
- Ghada says
- I am always carrying boxes
- Dream log
- Ghada says
- Something uglier than a flower
- My thighs could kill a man
- Give me the flute & sing
- Ahwak
- Notepad fragments
- Origin story
- Ghada says
- I am a garden of bones but don't call me a cemetery.