“Don’t fly your pigeons…”
Mom said and told me that each time I looked up at them is like looking under her skirt.
“A pregnant woman grabbed an apple from the running water and…”
Mom told me: “Woman knew whose it was. It was theft and her son knifed someone, crimes.”
“Omar turned to woman, got married…”
Mom said: “It was Ali’s miracle to show his power to the opposition.” Digesting it was hard.
“These lizards of different kinds are from Ayesha’s skin…”
Mom told me and explained, “She was the Prophet’s wife and had committed adultery.”
“Don’t listen to the Jews…”
Mom said and: “Jews suck blood.” In a nightmare they sucked my blood using huge needles.
I lost confidence in her though I loved her and she taught me a lot. She knew too much.
Now I am lost in rights and wrongs.
What is moral?
I read Trotsky and many others.
They too are:
Joan Didion, you got me further lost…
Keep slouching towards Bethlehem.
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