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Bauhaus

These cracks and rolls and waves, they are bright on this body. Sight drowns and swirls you all down until you become this body. Because on the internet fat rhymes with hate. I am become hate. All your hate are belong to us, belong to me, to this body. Blessed are the thin, sympathy pillowed […]

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These cracks and rolls and waves, they are bright on this body. Sight drowns and swirls you all down until you become this body. Because on the internet fat rhymes with hate. I am become hate. All your hate are belong to us, belong to me, to this body. Blessed are the thin, sympathy pillowed

Summer 2022: A Virtual Reading

To celebrate the launch of MQR 61:3, we asked five contributors to share videos introducing and reading from their work featured in the issue. Purchase the MQR Summer 2022 issue here to read more from these and other contributors.

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To celebrate the launch of MQR 61:3, we asked five contributors to share videos introducing and reading from their work featured in the issue. Purchase the MQR Summer 2022 issue here to read more from these and other contributors.

Can the Bilingual Speak?

In loving memory of Emile Habiby, 1921–1996 “… Fragments. Or the anecdote as a form of knowledge.”               —Paul Auster, The Invention of Solitude A couple of years ago, I was kindly invited, in monolingual English, to be a panelist at a conference on bilingualism, on account of my dubious lingual past in Arabic and

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In loving memory of Emile Habiby, 1921–1996 “… Fragments. Or the anecdote as a form of knowledge.”               —Paul Auster, The Invention of Solitude A couple of years ago, I was kindly invited, in monolingual English, to be a panelist at a conference on bilingualism, on account of my dubious lingual past in Arabic and

In Luxor: The Poet on Vacation

1. During my stay in Luxor and my travels between the two shores of the Nile these past few weeks, I made sure to widen my senses as far as they go: my eyes, my ears. Time has pushed me further out, and the homeland has become more distant. I have been in Europe for

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1. During my stay in Luxor and my travels between the two shores of the Nile these past few weeks, I made sure to widen my senses as far as they go: my eyes, my ears. Time has pushed me further out, and the homeland has become more distant. I have been in Europe for

Mother—Tongue

the language I come from has no mother so what if I don’t have a mother tongue that rolls off my lips Arabic Hebrew English never quite reaching my mouth spoken over my head I was the seed rotting in the lucky country new roots words stresses my mother had no idea she was marrying

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the language I come from has no mother so what if I don’t have a mother tongue that rolls off my lips Arabic Hebrew English never quite reaching my mouth spoken over my head I was the seed rotting in the lucky country new roots words stresses my mother had no idea she was marrying

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