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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.

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