Read today's poem, what they didn't teach me by Mohammed Moussa.
No one taught me how to dress a poem naked in the park,
how to feed a dead child sleeping
in my arms,
how to converse with a fallen city
to question its destiny,
or how to not see my survival become a felony.
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