The people behind bars are captives of war /
The people stolen into camps and cages /
speak it plain
some days my own womb shivers at the thought of / my black ass children being thrown / against any wall
the ones you call those frickin’ Ayrabs, the ones / who hold hands with / kiss cheeks with those they call / habibi & isn’t every habibi is a mis/-translation of? habibi
“Every interaction between adult siblings presents a chance to get more clarity about the past. Hopefully, we’re able to seize at least some of these chances.”
“I wrote much of the story listening to jazz, including the title song, for inspiration on how to shift without imposing too much of a structure.”
I claw / against the syrup to love other men / for whom, bless them, a bird is just / a bird.
“I wanted to portray the pain of trying to reach someone who is inside their own, unreachable pain, and how this often puts untenable pressure on relationships.”
“I think so much art—especially cinema—acts as an instruction manual for women.”
“It’s hard to keep the imposter syndrome at bay.”