Fayetteville as in Fate

. . . I mix metaphors among them
like a reckless cook throwing things into a pot
hoping they don’t explode when they touch each other,
hoping they don’t turn bitter when the heat rises . . .

Mohja Kahf is a poet and professor of English.  This poem is included in her E-mails from Scheherazad.  See, also, Lisa Suhair Majaj, “‘Supplies of Grace’: The Poetry of Mohja Kahf” (ArteNews, September 2006).

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