Amir Pri-gal about mirrors
“You will stop seeing me”, I was briefing my direct supervisor. She pulled out a square, brown, Walmart like, paper bag and called herself Aviva (A hebrew girls given name which means spring). Hid herself within it. After her friends made holes for her eyes to be seen, I told her “Stop it. Because when I get home I will cry”. When will she tell herself how she feels?
Sep 13, 2017, 22:34
By any means, her wrath misled both of us. The stairwell is the place she is being associated, accumulated, by revolting her own social shrewd mom… and I, along those old railings, fascinated, taking her given name in vain.
Mar 17, 2018, 15:12
A moist decay rests on this place, of yesterday’s burnt sunflower field, and on it, she tears, while I am ruling them out of me. Like her people, she is incapable of watching the surrounded heavens. And still, something about her sin I bear, and not afraid from, since out of such a-woman-of-dust, I came from.
It is hard for me to cry
she tore my heart
so I see women in the dust of the sands
May 02, 2016, 21:47
her past was mine, the spirits desire, like a heavy wood clock on the wall, a moonlight tied my soul to hers, a threshold on hold… I drank from her glass of water, saw her eyes tighten, giggling from my stupidity, … this rejected lotus among many… “It was dirty”, they told me, the northern river, where she was born. A second chance without her presence, a second life after I have been banished, her heartbeats was my beauty, looking at me, it was me, it was solid, and she was really happy. An Allegory about love? An untold story that had to be obtained as those hands on that clock? I just wonder why now.
Tears are made of sodium, potassium, chloride, bicarbonate, magnesium, and calcium which composite the Electrolytes. Lysozyme, lactoferrin, lipocalin, and IgA for Proteins. Lipids and mucins who come along. BUT what unique about them are the prolactin, adrenocorticotropic, and leucine enkephalin from 7 hours and 24 minutes ago which were the Hormones that made up my mom’s emotional tears when I heard her cry on my father’s shoulder after announcing that her sister had passed away.
“Buried I am”. Within her side bag I am holding, a bible is placed. At that moment I have decided to pick up every sound in the world to put into her life on her wedding day.
Continue reading “Edom”And in each one of her steps I have gained a pleasure of our own happiness, and sorrow since the beginning of summer, which me, again, as the source of her raging anger. Olive trees from the southern kingdom are carried on the wagon, called to be fixed around the pit, here in the city of Lod (اللد), the people carcasses pit, the betrayal pit.
“Open your mouth”
She bares her teeth
“Truly those are the same teeth, the rabbit teeth”
“And the smile, is the same smile”
Shaking my head in approval, again and again
“My shining moon, My sister”
She looks at me
“I missed you so much”
Sudden blow shocks my body
She hugs me
I’m standing still, my eyes are wide open
I would never have imagined…
…this was not meant to happen,
…and the stars haven’t spoken
about that someone who would do such a thing for me,
give up the thing that my life without it was on the edge of a bottomless pit
A pit without an end, without a beginning, a place without a love, a missing love who was owned by me
Eventually cuddling her, closing my eyes
Protecting her from the cold of the night
The furry creature.
