– untitled 3



take these words and


worry them like


beads of solace between


your fingers entwined


may they grant you peace.




nothing more,


nothing less.

park rose (c) 2007

For: Hanin Wa’l Daban (15), Gaza city

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  1. […] comfort came to me as I was winding around the turns of the pink-hued mountains leading into Muscat, almost 300km from Sur, Oman. Maybe the curves reminded me of the clack of rosary and worry beads between the fingers of the faithful. 2004, I think. Possibly 2005. […]

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