In Country

In Country Sad mothers gaze at the flagpole which is wetted by the sun. Stars forever. Stars at night.—Fadhil al-Azzawi we called it. Called it like my uncle called his months in Saigon. Slow addition of nights & days away from the States. Three-sixty-five and a wakeup, we’d say. The sand- box. The desert. Over there. Or just there. Where, missing my own mother, I pushed an Iraqi boy from a courtyard while his mother watched

Political science · Feminism, Gender, and Intersectionality · Islamic Studies and History · South Asian Cinema and Culture