The World’s Loneliest Whale Sings the Loudest Song by Noor Hindi
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Noor Hindi, from DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW. ;“Pledging Allegiance”
[Text ID: “I’m locked out of my home. No, I can’t recognize my home. I grabbed the wrong keys. The house has been painted a different color. There is music inside but I don’t understand the words. There is smoke inside, but nothing is burning.”]
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noor hindi fuck your lecture on craft, my people are dying
kofi
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Colonizers write about flowers.
I tell you about children throwing rocks at Israeli tanks
seconds before becoming daisies.
I want to be like those poets who care about the moon.
Palestinians don’t see the moon from jail cells and prisons.
It’s so beautiful, the moon.
They’re so beautiful, the flowers.
— Noor Hindi, from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying,” DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.
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My favourite Urdu word is 'Shayad'.
Filled with hope and hopelessness in equal measure
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On Friendship, Falling in Love and Falling Apart, pt. 2 (pt. 1, pt. 3, pt. 4)
Ode to Friendship, Noor Hindi
The Truth Has Three Sides, Sabrina Benaim
I've Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song), Fall Out Boy
Autumn, Patty Dickson Pieczka
Unknown
Unknown
Nature Poem, Chen Chen
Planet of Love, Richard Siken
Ever Yours: The Essential Letters, Vincent Van Gogh
Just Like Heaven, The Cure
Speeches for Dr. Frankenstein, Margaret Atwood
The Dialogue of Desire and Guilt, J.D. McClatchy
Someplace Like Montana, Ada Limón
Cold Solace, Anna Belle Kaufman
Fleabag (2016-2019)
Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out, Richard Siken
Your Love Finds Its Way Back, Sierra DeMulder
The Diaries of Katherine Mansfield
Moments, Mary Oliver
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Noor Hindi, from DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW. ;“A Home”
[Text ID: “The homeland is stuck in our teeth. It’s / filling our cavities. It rests on our / tongues. My god. How we yearn for its / olive trees. How it haunts our dreams. / How it—”
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Every week I fall in love
with a new bad idea. I hope
one day to magic my body
away. I wish for everyone to leave
me alone and talk to me
at once.
Noor Hindi, "Broken Light Bulb Flickering Away" from DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.
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i love 𝐔𝐫𝐝𝐮 because instead of saying "My schedule is swamped" you say "Kuch kaam hain apni marzi ke, kuch kaam faqat majboori hain, phir waqt bohat hi thora hai aur saare kaam zaroori hain."
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