The glass towers pierce the sky,
Where falcons used to freely fly.
The desert sand meets steel and chrome,
A futuristic, burning home.
The wealth of oil, the rapid pace,
Has totally transformed the space.
But if you drive an hour out,
You find the dunes without a doubt.
Fatima’s work brilliantly bridges the delicate gap between the ancient world and the futuristic skyline of her city. Her poetry explores what it means to hold onto deep cultural traditions while racing headfirst into a...