#Omar Sakr

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Omar Sakr, “Every Day”

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Every Day

by Omar Sakr

Every day I say a prayer for Palestine And every day a dog runs away with it Vanishing down an alley, tail wagging To benefit who knows which wretch. I tell myself it doesn’t matter who receives The gift of my kindness. Such lovely lies We bestow upon ourselves. Sometimes I am the dog fleeing with a bastard’s Love clenched in my slavering jaw. Sometimes I am the one curled at the end Of an alley, blessed by the unexpected Warmth of a snuffling mouth telling Me I am not forgotten. Every day I say a prayer for Palestine.

[houseofpurplestars]

Refusal in the genocide by Omar Sakr

He walked to the gate

Accelerant in hand.

I can’t make this beautiful

I hope you understand.

His voice was clear.

He tried to light

The spark of his life

Several times.

I’m stuck on his fingers

On the catch

On the flash

On the free

On Falastin

Screaming

I don’t need a poem

I need a fire extinguisher

But oh god

Nothing can quench this light.

[goreprofonde]

My father was for the longest time a plastic smile locked under the bed. Before that, he was whatever came out of my mother’s mouth. He was I’ll tell you when you’re older. He was winding smoke, a secret name. That fucking Turk. He was foreign word, distant country. I gave myself up to her hands which also fathered; they shaped me into flinch. Into hesitant crouch, expectant bruise. Into locked door, CIA black site- my body unknown and denied to any but the basest men. I said beat my father into me please, but he couldn’t be found. And when he was, I wished he remained lost. He blamed himself for the men I want.

- Omar Sakr, to be a son.

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Posted by Omar Sakr on Dec 11, 2023

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Tweet by poet Omar Sakr, in response to a tweet about the WHO describing Al-Shifa Hospital as a “death zone”, as 25 heroic healthcare workers were trying to keep nearly 300 patients, including 32 babies, alive under horrific conditions.

Tweet reads: “I would once again like to invite you all to stop invoking history's judgement. We are alive and capable of condemning it now. We must do so with a clarity and conviction sufficient enough to bore into time—that's what *makes* history. Us. Now.”

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Guys good news if you have piss poor reading comprehension you can always get a job working for the Murdoch press!

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[firstfullmoon]

Omar Sakr, “On Finding the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) in Dante’s Inferno,” in Non-Essential Work

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Here We Are // Omar Sakr

People don't seem to understand. They say no, look, hell is over where the grass is greener. Or no, look, it's where blood drenches everything. Nobody wants to reckon with the truth of this place. A palace in hell is still in hell. Freedom of movement in hell is still--listen, hell is any place where someone is being tortured and we have been here for the longest time.

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Omar Sakr

[goreprofonde]

Who could be so generous as to deliver their body into the mouth of the wolf? To say, let him slaver on my skin. Don’t drive him away.

- Omar Sakr, Redback.

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I keep doing that. Bleeding belief

I keep doing that. Bleeding

belief, spilling it onto mats and garden beds. Making love to whatever I consider holy:

the exiled light, the opening in everything, what came before, spring, poets.

— Omar Sakr, from “What It Is to Be Holy,” The Lost Arabs (Andrews McMeel Publishing, January 14, 2020)