issue 1
Koukash Review
2022
I ATE THE SUN FOR BREAKFAST AND NOW WE’RE IN HELL HELL HELL
Noor Hindi
CONFESSION: i over watered the plants & now they’re dead
CONFESSION: i tried to love the moon but decided i’m afraid of intimacy
CONFESSION: i am trying to build a tiny museum of light
for everyone i’ve ever loved
i’m sorry
i over watered the plants
i’m sorry i’m sorry i over i’m over i over
watered the plants
the plants the plants i over watered the plants
oh god oh fuck i over loved i ever loved i
am trying to learn to love a thing means letting it go go go
baby i’m gone GOD gold
& people die every day &
while standing in line for death i hoped to hold your hand
i hope for sunlight streaming in my living room
laughter in the kitchen
CONFESSION: i’ve been reckless with my days /// my beating heart
CONFESSION: i wanted to be your only source of light
my love
what is your mother’s name ?
what warmth created you ?
when was the last time you cried ?
what sounds does your body make when it's lonely ?
somewhere, the street lights are turning off off off
and my heart is that marigold you once handed me
the one i failed to keep alive
do you remember ?
*The line “while standing in line for death i hope” is taken from CAConrad.
Noor Hindi
Noor Hindi (she/her/hers) is a Palestinian-American poet and reporter. Her debut collection of poems, Dear God. Dear Bones. Dear Yellow was published by Haymarket Books. She is currently editing a Palestinian global anglophone anthology with George Abraham (Haymarket Books, 2024). She is a 2021 Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Fellow. Follow her on Instagram @NoorKHindi.