Hasib Hourani

salt sore

the sunlight starts without me latecomer to the morning sleeping through alarms chasing yellow glow well after it has turned orange turned blue turned black tea steeping into its strongest self i am trying to change the way i look …

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sealed tight for safety

i call my suburb the god district because there’s a church on every corner because the sunsets here are beautiful because of all the retirement homes here’s where i saw god this week: on night-time concrete, while jumping, singing the …

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nothing ever really

i’m at the centre of something and yes, i can break through the plastic barrier of the thing i’m in but then i will just be trapped again, this time in something bigger, and this process will go on and …

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