When you embrace

by Ava Lalezarzadeh

When you Embrace 

And so sometimes your guts involuntarily 






all over his chest 

my cheek pressed to the crooks of his neck and collar bones 

and so it is then 

when I involuntarily gush my guts

that I bare my soul to your embrace 


From the Grape Vines

by Noura Smiley

I lose myself in a dream of home.
It is here where I learned the difference
between connected and attached. 

My heart hangs
from the grape vines
that lead to you 
and for once,
we speak the same language. 

I eagerly breathe 
the same air you do 
even if it burns me 
because you are
what I am 
nothing without. 

Suffering is transient
but our essence lingers. 

What is better,
to be fortunate or real?

When I close my eyes,
I smell the coffee and cigarettes
and see that imaginary line 
between nostalgia and regret. 

And for a moment,
lost in this illusion of home,
I find solace from myself.

No longer a trespasser, 
I can share your heartbreak 
and not because I want to,
but because I am close to you. 

I want to be close to you.