Our Walls

Our hotel is small and dark despite the wide gardens and the big windows. In our hotel the walls are so thick and the souls are so discordant. We are good at making the walls and someday we may see the aliens here to buy walls from us. Our walls are perfect and unbelievable. They prevent any love or any warm hands. They are fantastic at the killing of our days.

Anwer Ghani is an Iraqi poet and writer. He was born in 1973 in Al Hillah. His work has appeared in Adelaide, Peacock Journal, Otoliths, Algebra of Owls, and others. He has also featured in the Inner Child Press series, The Year of the Poet. Ghani is the founder of Expressive Narratives Group and the chief editor of Arcs, an expressive narratives magazine. He has written forty books of poetry, literature, and religious sciences in Arabic. His website: Anwer Ghani Writings

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