I've Built My Homeland, I've Even Founded

We Suffer From An Incurable Malady: Hope.

Against Barbarity, Poetry Can Resist Only By Confirming Its Attachment To Human Fragility Like A Blade Of Grass Growing On A Wall While Armies March By.

One Day, I Will Be A Poet. Water Will Depend On My Visions.

Without Hope We Are Lost.

I Learnt All The Words Worthy Of The Court Of Blood So That I Could Break The Rule I Learnt All The Words And Broke Them Up To Make A Single Word: Homeland.