Poems
Cara Aceitunada
In Granada
a man asked
for the birds inside of me
I told him I've never
belonged to anyone
He asked
where I was from
I gave him a list of cities
He said
the mirrors of history
confuse history
but in your olive-colored face
no one can disturb your heart
Reprinted from A Country Album (University of Pittsburgh Press, 2020) with the permission of the publisher. Copyright © 2020 by Nathalie Handal.