On a Hilltop at the Nassar Farm (audio only)
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We have put up many flags,
they have put up many flags.
To make us think that they are happy.
To make them think that we are happy.
—Yehuda Amichai
Everywhere, in the fertile soil of this land,
we've planted flags. Flags sprout like the hair
from an old man's nostrils.2011
Because we named the land in blood and ink and everything held by the land to our use we named— dirty with the name— because we bought this land when ash became sky and the smell of burning  
2011