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Women’s History Month
Here I am, a mantrying to assemble a displayfor Women’s History Month.Google basically tells mewomen didn’t exist before…
Laid Off
I reported to a place about ten miles from the main campus for two or three weeks of…
Beirut on Acid, trip I
She isn’t a city, she’s a heartbeat—restless, erratic, impossible to silence.skies ripple, their tides like memory,streets thrum with…
Youssef ElNahas
Finding Thomas Bartlett Finding Thomas Bartlett is a publication that blends fiction and historical fact to create…
Holding a Shard with Tenderness
Review of I Can Imagine It For Us by Mai Serhan I had been waiting a long time…
A Sufi on the Path to God
One sorrow extends; another moors itself,folded into sombre-filled nights.Walled in by absence, we seewhat eyes—misled by intuition—miss.Displaced to…
A Mother’s Prayer for Peace
I watch you sleep in the wee hoursdark hair across your foreheadblack lashes fluttering at something I can’t…
Where I Belong
Sunset gleamed off the Atlantic Ocean, blazing the crest of every wave. Late, and the Florida beach…
Essay two: Excelling as Defiance: The Early Life of Doria Shafik
I began my journey into the life of Dr. Doria Shafik more than three years ago. Throughout these…
Not the Same Day
She who holds the ink of night till dawn can read between the liesthe lip of morningand the…