Former Open City Fellow Mohamad Saleh answers ten questions about his writing life

By Mohamad Saleh
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Poetry

At night, I whisper the word for woman, then other, repeat again.

Poetry

How does it feel to watch / the seeds of your destruction / walk away from you?

Poetry

Still, I am begging to be forgiven for the love / of my life

Poetry

In the first days, everything beckons / you.

Poetry

I touch my tongue to bitter starlight

Poetry

Of my heart, / my eyes. I stole your bifocals and we crashed into /
the kitchen table and all you could see was sunlight.

Poetry

Together we are the best pretenders.

Poetry

say desire, say cinder, say Pulau Pinang, my home

Poetry

“Silence” and “Contending with ‘You’ After You Are Gone”

Poetry

“Anthill,” “Jericho,” and “Tofino”

Poetry

We are not rich, neither are we poor.

Poetry

“@nature, i avoid you,” “my life newly painted is well,” and “@nature, teach me things”

Poetry

I too wander the temple of knowing.

Poetry

For you, I sing the same songs and read the same obit.

Poetry

“Good morning. Happy Birthday of your favorite Ganesh. Love. Good Day.” and “Please don’t forget about your flu shot.”

Poetry

An erasure of the Punjab Protection of Women against Violence Act 2016

Poetry

Only thought the smell of jasmine tasted like smoke.

Poetry

I have done it again, crossing / outside the frame into / some brave, new world

Poetry

At night, I whisper the word for woman, then other, repeat again.

Poetry

We are not rich, neither are we poor.

Poetry

How does it feel to watch / the seeds of your destruction / walk away from you?

Poetry

“@nature, i avoid you,” “my life newly painted is well,” and “@nature, teach me things”

Poetry

Still, I am begging to be forgiven for the love / of my life

Poetry

I too wander the temple of knowing.

Poetry

In the first days, everything beckons / you.

Poetry

For you, I sing the same songs and read the same obit.

Poetry

I touch my tongue to bitter starlight

Poetry

“Good morning. Happy Birthday of your favorite Ganesh. Love. Good Day.” and “Please don’t forget about your flu shot.”

Poetry

Of my heart, / my eyes. I stole your bifocals and we crashed into /
the kitchen table and all you could see was sunlight.

Poetry

An erasure of the Punjab Protection of Women against Violence Act 2016

Poetry

Together we are the best pretenders.

Poetry

say desire, say cinder, say Pulau Pinang, my home

Poetry

Only thought the smell of jasmine tasted like smoke.

Poetry

“Silence” and “Contending with ‘You’ After You Are Gone”

Poetry

I have done it again, crossing / outside the frame into / some brave, new world

Poetry

“Anthill,” “Jericho,” and “Tofino”