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Two Poems

One honey eye got stuck open / watching the burned enter the street.

  • Priscilla Wathington
  • Bayan Dahdah
  • October 2023
Artwork by Bayan Dahdah
  • Art, Poem
  • Protest
Doll Swing 

Before I was myself,
I was her.

All the animals she stopped seeing. The angels
who came down to dress her

in blackberry crowns
and tatreez.

Beloved doll on a garden swing
when flames took a city

our black curls melted
onto fracturing cheeks.

One honey eye got stuck open
watching the burned enter the street. They are still entering



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Priscilla Wathington

Priscilla Wathington is the author of the chapbook, Paper and Stick (Tram Editions), which draws from her work with NGOs such as Defense for Children International – Palestine, Norwegian Refugee Council and the Arab American Action Network. Her poems have appeared in Gulf Coast, Michigan Quarterly Review, Salamander & elsewhere. She is a RAWI board member and an MFA candidate at Warren Wilson College.

Bayan Dahdah

Bayan Dahdah is a multidisciplinary artist, interested in fusing different mediums to effectively tell stories. Using the tactile touch of physical art (sketchbooks, archives), and the freedom of digital art (animations, illustrations and more) she aims to retell her memories and document her journeys. Although hailing from an architectural background, she has dabbled in the fields of photography, graphic design and film. Her experience with these 3 fields has allowed her to understand the fundamentals of narrative storytelling, as well as how to manifest this visually. She currently works as a freelance graphic designer for various brands, companies and magazines, as well as a frequent collaborator with different photojournalists, artists and documentarians. Her clients include National Geographic, UNICEF, Apple, Anthropologie and more. 

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