I See Poetry As Spiritual Medicine.

A Person Can Only Be Born In One Place. However, He May Die Several Times Elsewhere: In The Exiles And Prisons, And In A Homeland Transformed By The Occupation And Oppression Into A Nightmare.

Sarcasm Helps Me Overcome The Harshness Of The Reality We Live, Eases The Pain Of Scars And Makes People Smile.

And What I Don't Understand I Grasp It Only When It's Too Late.

We Are Captives Of What We Love, What We Desire, And What We Are.

I Have Learned And Dismantled All The Words In Order To Draw From Them A Single Word: Home.