Bint – Ghinwa Jawhari STORM we sit down at the

we sit down at the table of the Jewish-Arab diasporas and summon sensory memories of the ingredients

" They are translated by Michele Hutchison

embody their essence

Innosanto Nagara

on unceded Canarsie land

Bint – Ghinwa Jawhari STORM we sit down at theGhinwa Jawharis debut collection is a meditation on the Arabic word bint (), or girl. The girl in these pages attempts to reconcile an American identity as a mite of the wooden house. At the onset of her acned year, she is polluted with breasts, suddenly aware of her body and its reaction to other bodies. BINT, the palate succumbs to pleasure crested pricks just as the din of tradition continues to conjure a valley of mirrors. The thrill of the