Reality Check by Karima Hoisan

Yes, I rememberThe night sounds of summer, Windows echoing the call to prayer, Kids playing in the streets, Wind blowing our sheets, Curtains swaying to the beat, With too loud music from a party somewhere, A wedding procession honking their horns, The smell of hot falafel, Shrill sirens and voices, Hot words and hot scorns.  We floated up through the ceiling Left…

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