identity creature

i am
a papier-mâché
fairy tale

pieces of
hebrew language
black panther
scholarly papers
and political manifestos
poems never shared
with the world

sewn together
with knotted scraps of black thread
come loose
from a keffiyeh worn too often

my eyes are
sea glass
beer bottle bottoms
worn smooth

my hair is
moppy curly
tree branches
and spider webs
growing wild

a crack in the piece
my brain from my heart:
the green line.


About mirit mizrahi

artist, writer, activist, giant. זהירות! אני מזרחית
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