Sun Spots
Allah painted sunspots on your face.
That’s because we pray during sunset.
He loves you the most, you know?
Your scar doesn't show. Nobody will notice.
You're Allah’s special one. He gives the
hard battles to the best followers.
Don’t cry about that. A lot of people
like boys. Maybe you don’t go out enough.
You should work out more. Don’t be
so weak. Stop crying all the time.
Your sun spots will fade. Allah should
be your best friend. She’s cute,
date her. You should work out more.
Your sun spots are gone. Wear sunblock
so they’ll go away. I made you a sandwich.
Did you eat your lunch? He can’t
see your scar. Why did you even
point it out? Your sun spots are gone.
Allah gave up on you.
My White Truck
I drive a white truck so
I can look at people
and say with my eyes
yeah, I drive I white truck.
I can tell them I walk funny?
that’s odd because I
drive a white truck.
They always think he can’t be.
no way. look at how he
puckers his lips. but wait he’s
getting in a white truck.
I am the guy people
say is overcompensating.
But hey I’m just cashing in an
overdue paycheck.
Masculinity’s orgasmic.
I feed off of synthetic
testosterone.
yeah you all, you staring?
fuck you. I drive a white
truck. Toyota Tundra.
and then I turn on
“Betty Davis Eyes”
by Kim Carnes and
drive the fuck away.
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Hamzah Jhaveri is a young, confused, Muslim poet living in Orlando, Florida. He has had works published in Leopardskin & Limes and By Any Other Name. When not writing poetry, Hamzah is running his organization Islamic Artists of Orlando, which aims at recasting the image of Islam through the showcasing of local art. (islamicartistsorlando.com)