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A Sparrow’s Tongue

by Hossam Fahr, Fawaz Azem

A blue sparrow landed on my windowsill, and began to warble a melody that embodied all the beauty of existence.

When he had finished, he came close to me and said, “Wet my palate…” I fetched sugared water, honeyed water, cherry-flavored water, and rosewater.

He shook his head and whispered in my ear, “Only tears can quench my thirst.”


 

All artwork is courtesy of Eman Osama.

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