#hala alyan

[mournfulroses]

Hala Alyan, from The Moon That Turns You Back: Poems; "Half-Life in Exile,

[havingapoemwithyou]

half-life in exile by Hala Alyan

[geryone]

The Moon That Turns You Back, Hala Alyan

[hangsawoman]

object permanence, hala alyan

[firstfullmoon]

Hala Alyan, “Revision” (published on Nov. 6, 2023)

[schcherazades]

grief will make you do crazy things. it will electrify the elegant, flower-stem neurons in the amygdala of your brain, will pluck them like an instrument. in ancient rome, grief made men twirl in their thin, leather sandals and pirouette until their feet bled; in india, it walked widows onto pyres waiting for fire. the persians gave the bodies of their deceased beloveds to dogs; the egyptians buried them with their servants. grief will make you laugh at the funeral, weep over the cereal bowl; it will buzz your feet until they start dancing in the middle of the night. it’s grief that inspires the unlikeliest of bedfellows. it will convince you, tugging at the hem of your ragged cotton robe — the one you’ve had since your father bought it for you in latakia when you were fifteen, the one that will always smell hazily of summer — that the building is on fire, the world is on fire, and you’ll only find water in one place: a city as far away from here as you can imagine. grief will pack your bag, quit your job, buy a white dress. it will make you say yes.

the arsonists’ city, hala alyan

[soracities]

it is 1990 // my mother is crossing a border I mean desert I mean life // I am at her heels // I am paying attention // I mean I am learning to pray to a flag // I mean I am learning English // I mean I am forgetting Arabic

Hala Alyan, from "When They Say Pledge Allegiance, I Say..."

[on-poetry]

I’m here to tell you the tide will never stop coming in. I’m here to tell you whatever you build will be ruined, so make it beautiful.

“Spoiler” by Hala Alyan, The New Yorker

[clcmentines]

i couldn't stay with you. i'm sorry.

this. this is too far. , tara love / my way home is through you, thomas e. yingling / i'm not speaking first, hala alyan / unknown / fleabag, phoebe waller-bridge / wojack image, pinterest

[wefindourselves]

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[mournfulroses]

Hala Alyan, from The Moon That Turns You Back; "Interactive Fiction: Expats,"

[havingapoemwithyou]

the interviewer wants to know about fashion by Hala Alyan

[geryone]

The Moon That Turns You Back, Hala Alyan

[sageandscorpiongrass]

Chronic.

on illness and fatigue

A Poem About Pain, David Budbill | She Used to Be Mine, Waitress | Under One Small Star, Wislawa Szymborska | Burried, Ashe Vernon | Vive, Vive, Traci Brimhall | Chronic Pain, NHS Inform | Drawing Restraints, Agnes Cecile | Half-Life in Exile, Hala Alyan | Body Terror Song, AJJ | Unknown | Battlefield, Topaz Winters | White Oleander, Janet Fitch | Boy In The Bubble, Alec Benjamin | Quote by Richard Siken | Autoimmune Disease, Anna and Elena Balbusso | In The Pines, Alice Notley | Twenty, Silas Melvin

[firstfullmoon]

Hala Alyan, “September, a week in”

[litbowl]

From Hala Alyan's book, The Moon That Turns You Back. (Ecco Books).