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Beirut-Tripoli Highway at Rush Hour

"Untitled" by Nour Mouslim

rearview mirror
images
echoes
a small boy
crouches
on pavement
skinny
boxes of Chiclets
for sale
spilling
onto his lap
knees pulled up
tears winding
rivulets down
grimed cheeks
wedged between
cars and concrete
clouds of fumes
no glimpse of
the sea
beyond the road

home
beyond the mountains
an ache
a mirage
tea and biscuits
on the balcony
hide and seek
in the old souk
ears concussing
cat meowing
no more milk

we keep moving
try to avoid
his big black eyes
reminding us—
our own sons
our own wars
and all the things we have worked
hard to forget

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Kathryn Silver-Hajo

Kathryn Silver-Hajo’s writing is deeply influenced by her years of living and working in Lebanon and ongoing engagement with the people, politics, attitudes, lifestyles, contradictions, and cuisines of the region. She has a BA in Middle Eastern Studies and speaks Arabic fluently. Kathryn completed a novel about a young woman coming of age during the Lebanese civil war and is working on a collection of short stories addressing the personal challenges facing women in both the Middle East and U.S.

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Kathryn Silver-Hajo’s writing is deeply influenced by her years of living and working in Lebanon and ongoing engagement with the people, politics, attitudes, lifestyles, contradictions, and cuisines of the region. She has a BA in Middle Eastern Studies and speaks Arabic fluently. Kathryn completed a novel about a young woman coming of age during the Lebanese civil war and is working on a collection of short stories addressing the personal challenges facing women in both the Middle East and U.S.

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