By Kristin Khadija Mahmoud Fraud I’m a fraud A lie Cut and crafted into an image No one can recognize I feast on delusions With a side of well wishes Giving orders from silk cushions Erecting monuments to the sky I’m a lie A fraud A Builder of dreams For the public to applaud I... Continue Reading →

My mother would kick my ass

By Kristin Khadija Mahmoud If my mother were alive She’d kick my ass She’d kick it so hard for my terrible jokes For the terrible stories And poems about her — well The one about food painting a mural on her shirt She’d kick my ass for giving up my dog And for fighting with... Continue Reading →


DivinityBy Kristin Khadija Mahmoud Do not press your Conduct on such a Wild Heart. Do not attempt to Tame that which cannot be controlled. Do not attempt to Take that which has never been yours. Love not what does not Wish to be an Object of the lust instilled deep within. Let not your Fickle... Continue Reading →


Hiraeth By Kristin Khadija Mahmoud You’re a corridor of rooms I barely remember A patchwork of places I’ve been A once roaring fire turned to smoldering embers But the shadows of the past won’t let me in Into the childhood of laughter and joy Where you are a house with two parents Before the house... Continue Reading →

I Want To Eat My Words

Image: Pixabay By Kristin Khadija Mahmoud I want to eat my words Shove them down so hard They’ll be seared into me Like a brand on the skin I’ll swallows these syllables Like venom from a viper As it drips down my throat I’ll seal these lips With a course, crimson thread Stop these lies... Continue Reading →

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