Refugee Moon

<p>These poems do not resolve exile-they simply trace its contours. Exile is not only a movement across geography but a reconfiguration of memory body and soul. In its quiet light the moon revealed that displacement is not emptiness: it is a space where new forms of humanity can emerge.</p><p>If these pages hold anything they hold witness-to pain to persistence and to the fragile act of becoming human again after history has taken so much.</p>