Weightless

There is weight in all of this

Pound by pound the butcher measures out 

                   His living

The goat’s carcass is his canvas 

Hunger is a weight too

         The azan breaks like 

The sweetest rain over a city during 

Ramadan 

Dip aish into zeit, forget

yesterday's sorrows 

with a friend

We gather through

                  suffering

And remind one another to eat fruit, and laugh 

                            How many miles did we bear 

                                          To arrive at this table ?

A man lifts his daughter,

casting their shadows on the wall of the mosque

albi

She is a bird in that instance         

                                                                Almost

                                                                            --weightless