I am Egypt.

I argued with Isis at the bar
as you slept

told her my house
was now covered over with sand,
my city now underwater
and I have moved to the trees.

We toast to waters
& shifting winds,
to past cities
and homes in transition.

but now you stir, awaken
that I may rest

while you stand watch
with Isis, with life
amongst the sands.


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