Poems by Omar Sakr
Algo in the genocide by Omar Sakr
April 10, 2026
“What are we left with at the end? / A murdered dictionary and field” — Omar Sakr
Graze in the genocide by Omar Sakr
November 21, 2025
“A blot / Of blood, about the size of the sun / Or my thumb. It was ages ago. / I can still hear it.” — Omar Sakr