Fady Joudah Poems

Thank you for dreaming of me
for letting me know
for waking up to remember that you dreamed
I never wake up when I dream of you
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it'll be kept secret
from her four daughters
...

My daughter
wouldn't hurt a spider
That had nested
Between her bicycle handles
...

I now release from my blood the bird of   thirty she wasted
that's how wars crumble us

I now tell those who are exhausted from the expense
of children the secret of   happiness and happiness itself
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