A small taste of beauty, in the form of Ethelbert Miller, a lovely man I had the pleasure of meeting and communicating with a lot this past year. For our secret loves everywhere.

E. ETHELBERT MILLER
Salat

poetry is prayer
light dancing inside words

five times a day
I try to write

step by step
I move towards the mihrab

I prepare to recite
what is in my heart

I recite your name