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A Distant Grandmother Weeps in the Dark
Sometimes your day begins at three in the morning, to fragments of a dream whose details you can…
And Wear Your White Shawl at My Funeral
On the banks of the Euphrates, in the district of al-Rumaitha, in the city of Samawah in southern…
Elixir of Life
Hearts full, tiny feet raced the sun’s rays across the land. The dust embraced resplendent grapevines, with heavy…
Issue 14: Mirrors
We are open for Submissions for Issue #14: Mirrors April 1st to May 15th 2026 Click here to…
A Dream not my own
(1) Aria It was as if I’d just landed in a small village…
Eleven Stars over Andalusia
We have on this earth what makes life worth living. Where should we go after the last frontiers?…
Exploiting Femininity & Others
Preamble A disguised defeatwhen all is said and donenothing will remainbut society’s burden turned to dustdrifting through eternity.…
The Last Supper
“Take, eat; this is My body.” Thus, Jesus spoke to his disciples before kneeling to wash their feet.…
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…
The Museum of Mistakes
Lobna lived as if apologizing to the world for her presence in it. In her movements, her stillness,…