I.
Two women leaning their...

Hurry up.
They're here...

This isn't a painting.
Don't prance around with...

Under that white skirt and
light smirk...

The massacre was committed too early this morning,
maybe at 3am...

The last fire
that raped my city...

Go back to where you
came from...

i'm sorry i'm the way i am
i sprint like a startled cat...

There goes the alarm clock,
the disturbing buzz...

I was a third grader when the school psychologist...
I remember now the sky of Damascus, in 2013...