Excommunication Is a Story They Tell to Keep Us Indoors

 

Do Not Resuscitate                      

                                              White Noise

                                     

                                 

                      A woman’s voice                 cooing

 

                The end of times         are      here      to stay

 

Transnational Justice           is the oppressors        

 

 way     of     Omitting              Fault

 

           

                ON         The friday Night     a

 

    Plant screams     for        nine                hours

 

A phone                          rings

 

  At the             wrong moment

 

    I    awake     in     a sheet of ice       

 

            craving              foreign soil        

 

in my plate         blue             Fish        from Lake Michigan         swim

 

   

We packed Shawarma                  for the trip up         North

 

    Watched marathons            of monster movies        

 

for comedy & not tragedy           The minutemen stand  

 

 

Firm     on horizon        made of faulty steel & corduroy sky

 

    I offer them nothing            they plunder     the big dipper    

 

   

 

    The        Hajjis on the porch front     send a carrier pigeon

 

They saw me floating             into strange cars by    

 

        the corner store    

 

    But     never                 stopped picking

 

Grape    leaves             from

 

my fence

 


Yasmine Rukia is a Lebanese-American experimental poet, professional social justice bore and the reigning meme queen of Metro Detroit. Her hot takes exploring the nexus of arabesque america, womxnhood, taboo, islam and pop culture blurring the lines between fiction and futurism can be found on PaperMag, TheRedFez, Cliterature, Jaffat El-Aqlam, and others, including her IG theflowerofcarnage