Dear mother tongue

I feel guilty,But now I’m reading you patiently. Born with only one language in focus,but disinterested in my mother tongue. I wanted to be one of them,to avoid bothering them with the accent. The German language so perfected,every single word to sentence sensitized. but even […]

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I can’t breathe

I can’t breatheI sayand you don’t understand whyEverything alright?you askDid something happen? Halle, Hanau, police brutalityI saybut you have seen other newsmine haven’t reached younews of people far far awaywith problems you don’t have. Fuck the policeI sayand you look at me outragedand you tell […]

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دل/dil

It’s an afternoon in spring, I swallow my tongue.First you take my name away, lovers label their possession.Unused and flawless, a few pounds less, you redefine dignity and I nod.I meet you at dewy hiding places, just a blink of an eye before eternal sunrise.Nothing […]

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Under your feet is paradise

Under your feet is paradise,lies my paradise, whichlike an invigorating springflows through my life. Having you and being raised by youismy greatest happiness,that I feel every day.You were born from the womb of Vientos Alisios,of those winds,that will lead the seeker safely across the seas.You […]

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Don’t tell anyone

Don’t tell anyone but sometimes I hope. I see fear, anger and destruction and right in the middle of it a little light it takes my cynicism and gives me faith in this world even though this world really really sucks. Please, don’t tell anyone […]

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Language of eyes

Is it too much head and too little heart?Probably not the other way around.Where gratitude remains in the darkand humility never shows itselfdreams come up, maybe even doubtseveryone wants to stroke Aladdin’s magic lamp.But because there is fear in everyonesome paths remain undiscoveredand that which […]

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For my ten-year-old self

For my ten year old self. For every child of war. I see you. I’m sorry your childhood was taken away from you. I’m sorry you felt ashamed. I’m sorry you thought you were different. I’m sorry they separated you. I’m sorry they took your […]

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The graveyard of the lonely sock

Mass. The term I occasionally heard in my physics class came to mind when I entered my apartment. I opened a kitchen cupboard and 30 Tupperware boxes fell towards me. Even the ones without lids I had kept. I also have a small graveyard collection […]

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Black horses

There is a part of me that is unknown to me. And still I keep finding myself inside of it. Only black horses can follow me there, to the beginning of the road. In front of me is a black long road with black floor-length […]

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Me-Impossibly-Searching

I have so many impossibilities For example, it is impossibly how I behave It is impossible, this gaze of mine, that I put on like glasses Impossible that I hear what I actually should not hear Impossible how I carry these words on my tongue […]

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