an open letter to the PM

Dear Mr. Prime Minister Trudeau, I invite you to come have dinner with me. Come to my home away from home. Welcome, as you walk into the foyer and see a Persian rug hanging, look closely, it tells a story. I’ll share her secrets with you, her journey through Persia to Iraq to Jordan and [...]

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My Mother Tongue shakes the balance of your state, My Women scare your men into slate, My Mountains have helplessly observed our fates As seasons pass and winters press, and foundations shake. A people whom you’ve never seen Are born with wings to fly over the scene Of blood and bodies of the badly betrayed [...]