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“He carries home in the way he walks: an elegant, loose strut. He wears home on his skin in the form of attar, a delicious perfume that makes me dream of Somali coastlines, places where children play football amidst colonial ruins, and young men like Korfa flee in darkness on boats to Yemen and Kenya, determined never to look back.”
― Diriye Osman, Fairytales for Lost Children

“I am made of more;
More than tears, more than heartache,
More than all of this.”
― Tyler Knott Gregson, All the Words Are Yours: Haiku on Love

“I still believe
I can do anything. Somehow
along the way I never lost
what I see so many people
losing, that hope
never found its way out
of me. So many
forget that we are capable
of magic things, we
can construct our own
futures, as we wish,
as we have always wished.
We are not born believing
in limitations, we emerge
flat on our backs,
we teach ourselves
to walk.”
― Tyler Knott Gregson

“Part those sheets
like holy waters
and I
will worship you skin
like a born-again
believer.”
― Tyler Knott Gregson, Chasers of the Light: Poems from the Typewriter Series