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Poem
as companion
to her zaatar sandwiches
raining olive oil –
daily,
my grandmother
cried salt-water tears
into her soil
growing cucumbers
plucked
and offered her daughter
as sustenance
for the long walk
to Canada.
it is why
salt-water seeds of home
root
and spring
in my mother’s belly.
-an immigrant’s mother’s intention
This poem was originally published on acrossthemargin.com and has been reproduced with permission.
Maha Zimmo
Maha Zimmo is a proud Canadian Muslim feminist born in Libya, and of Palestinian roots. She holds a Master of Arts in International Legal Theory & Mass Communication; has been writing at onefemalecanuck.com for 12 years, and is the Maha Monday advice columnist at Chai Latte Diaries. Website: http://onefemalecanuck.com