in vacuum know words to praise god

cant explain love letters 2

god of no one else god mother

i tongue i light fallen far from

patriarch and fist just wait til

i learn my language my logic

sans rules men rules men writing their

godbooks lying by omission

nur nour noor and nowhere my name
shops on 52nd street

men who see me give me sweet

oils incense tafaddalu

me as offering all belly

dance skirts mine! they rehip me,

they hear me! hear me and the

women stop pretending they

dont see me fear me unknow

me love me. ukhti me my

eye on wrist a talisman
light is my bismillah

though i ameen elsewhere.

no english, no nigglish

nonpronouned but i speak

not cantonese. kill my

tongue a spectacle, mine

the body gawked. stubborn,

i stare back. i know god

made me black. but god, how

do i find my black words
which unlit language

still meandering

streetlights signals which

home? was i born in?

overwhelmed my mind

with these new neural

pathways, lit up like

some false third eye glow.

im all babel god

how am i still lost
all wor_ds allah

rules over by

habit: god is

a virgo and

eternally

will nitpick at

the apocalypse.

hence im stuck here

with these muslim

aunties 3ammos
lonely trek

within me

allah is

the long walk

the unlit

path if i

only could

find god i

might could speak

guiltlessly
allah

you see?

where i

omit

pronouns?

whose are

missing?

and what

does that

tell you?
god

is

mine.

get

your

own.

god

is

noun

. or
?