He Loves Me
He loves me.
I know he loves me.
He told me. Continue reading
Category Archives: Taiba AlOtaibi
Noah by Taiba Al-Otaibi
In order to understand this, you must first learn who Noah really is.
I wear a red bandana, play a cool pianna In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico I wear a purple sash, and a black mustache In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico (The Coasters – Down in Mexico)
First born unicorn Hard core, soft porn Dreaming of Californication (Red Hot Chili Peppers – Californication)
(The Heavy – Short Change Hero) Continue reading
Smoke by Taiba AlOtaibi
I was at my grandmother’s house on that sun bleached, washed-out day. It was the day that the women were to wear their black abayas and file into her house in majestic order. They kissed my loved ones and gave blank condolences with such robotic precision, then sat down and watched the tick-tock man tick with their vacant heads and twiddled fingers. Continue reading
Secret by Taiba AlOtaibi
“Come here, I have a secret to confess:
Grandfather used to tie Mother up to a tree
for hours in the blazing desert sun.
For she was too boisterous, you see
And Grandfather was not one for fun. Continue reading
Socks by Taiba AlOtaibi
Socks, hocks, fiddly locks, a little house on the prairie.
Hots, shots, imminently lots, the boys jumped on the ferry.
Locks, box, sly cunning fox, the girls hid all the cherries.
Hone, zone, fervently shone, the boys flipped ducked and parried.
Attack, crack, the one lonely pack, here comes the long white and hairy. Continue reading