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DISCERNMENT #poetry by jay
Poetry on growth and development
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GLASS-EYED AND 8 #poetry by jay
I preached,when I was 8years old, GLASS-EYED AND 8 #poetry by jay
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THE IMPOSTER #poetry by jay
A poem about Imposter syndrome
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NEBULOUS #poetry by jay
Rewind to my thoughts from 2022.
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STAGNANT #poetry by jay
The negating and the infantileunleash like wild beasts,as the population mountstheir ego’s deceased. STAGNANT #poetry by jay
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Published/ Spillwords
A poignant reflection on lifelong love, intimacy, and the enduring rhythm of connection. Discover “Melody,” featured on Spillwords Press.
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A MARVEL #poetry by jay
I saw a fireball fallfrom the skyin slow motionlow-hanging A MARVEL #poetry by jay
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The Architecture of a Haunting/ a lyric essay on ghosts, land, and survival
Excerpt from a lyric essay on inheritance and survival.
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On Fracture and Inheritance
I’m pondering recollections of my fragmented mind. The swirling images are like butterflies in a net, popping and fluttering. A puzzle—pieces of memory scattered/shattered. The bits flung about. What is this fractured memory? (Read here)
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‘Welcome to Hell:’ On Mohammad Sabaaneh’s Latest Graphic Novel
“This is not just a story of prisons. It is a story of power, resistance, and the relentless fight for freedom.”
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THAT DAY
This poem explores a dreamlike beach where seven golden suns shatter the day and turn the sea into a vivid, glowing landscape. It captures the moment where time becomes a surreal, fiery symphony of amber and sapphire.
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Inhabiting the Body of My Cede: A Journey from Ramallah to Philadelphia
I am exploring the lens of a man who traveled back and forth, literally and figuratively, from Ramallah to Philadelphia… How it must have felt to live in a world erasing around him. The anguish of dispossession. New life in a land chosen, but under what circumstance?—and at what cost?
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NOTES FROM AMTRAK
The poems that I wrote in particular about my Tetah and Cede, my Palestinian grandparents, gave me intense feelings of sadness coupled with immense emotions of love and loss.
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FEIGNED
in his broken english he feigns to not remember who I am/
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BIRTHRIGHT
April claims the title, we claim the heritage. A poem for the Arab-American experience-
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JOIN ME ON SUBSTACK
A deep dive into the layers I usually skip over. Read my first essay on my new Substack, and subscribe, share, comment- Histories Live in the Body
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Gaza Poets Society
open.substack.com/pub/gazapoetssociety/p/read-selected-poems-from-gaza-poets
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CURSIVE-CURSES AND CARVEL CONES/ A Childhood Memory
A tribute to my Cede. A journey from the stone pits of Ramallah to the backseat of a car, exploring how love conquers bad news and heavy histories
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LAYER BY LAYER
You can find me hereunfolding myselflayer by layer — the rest is up to you. © Jay Mora-Shihadeh. All Rights Reserved.
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FRACTURED
New Poetry- Fractured
