Whispers’ Screams (Queer Tatreez)
We are not numbers on the news, we are Queer/Trans Palestinians, and our love transcends empire. This work is dedicated to Queer/Trans Palestinians living in Palestine and to those in …
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Whispers’ Screams (Queer Tatreez)
We are not numbers on the news, we are Queer/Trans Palestinians, and our love transcends empire. This work is dedicated to Queer/Trans Palestinians living in Palestine and to those in …
Subject: A Poem for the World – “A Veil of Immortality”
A VEIL OF IMMORTALITYhas conceived our love…Flowers of the soul…Expanses of existence…have erected eternity… Nicola MastroserioApril 16, 2025 – Polignano a Mare حجاب من الخلود…قد أنجب حّبنا…أزهار الروح…مساحات الوجود…أقاموا األبدية …
The Hangman
A giant man dangled by the gallows rope driven by a ruthless desire for death. Calmly and expertly, I moved the latch. His death was a nice, delicious and velvety …
“Poetry.” (To You…)
TO YOU…WHO WERE BORN IN A DREAM…WITH A BREATH OF LOVE YOU OPENED THE GATES OF THE SOUL…AND GLORIFIED OUR HEARTS…TO ETERNITY… Nicola Mastroserio30.4.2025 “Poesia Italiano”. (A TE…) A TE…CHE …
The Diver: a Novel about Abu Hamid AL-Ghazali, A Historical Character, Fictionally Restored
The acclaimed Egyptian novelist and linguist Dr. Reem Bassiouney, mostly known for her historical serial novels, in particular her trilogy of the Mamluk era, has recently issued her new novel …
When Death Comes to Us, Father
When death comes to us, O Father,Tell death that we do not fear.Tell death that we are bare,With nothing but a shroud to wear. Tell death that we were born …
Threads of Resilience
I lived through the bombings, airstrikes and the endless sorrow that haunted the streets of my homeland. One dreadful night, after the Israeli military had escalated its attacks on Gaza …
When It Rains Blood
When you walk under the rain,take off your shoes.Let your feet feel the water on the ground,let them soak a little.Let your feet sink into mud, feel its squish, and …
Gaza Is the Beginning and the End
Gaza is home, the beginning and the end, where I belong no matter how fierce the winds blowor how much the world tries to forget me.It is the sea that …
His Own Birth
Her moan dragged me into the place. I was so fatigued. Working a new system had sucked the last lively drop out of our veins, but my mistrust of the …