Literature

Chandni M – @zo.namenlos I made it.I escaped two days from my mindLetting life search for the wordsI brought them back home the next dayThis last day,A small rebellion against…

Heba Alaa Eddin bus window rain-we slip between strangersfaces blur phone screen dimming-your message still unreadmy thumb still red traffic light-the car beside me laughsI look away outside, a child-chasing…

Chandni M – @zo.namenlos My eyes open searching for the snooze button,For the lines on my palms in a prayer,But truly awaken only when they find yours. Kattrina M –…

Chandni M – @zo.namelos Tonight I will pause Time just for a momentNot ponder too much over what I have to doOr when, or how, or why, just that I…

@sarooshsm in a world stained withred, and loud withsuffering, there is noapparent bright side tothings, yet the birdscontinue to sing praises,the sun comes out everydawn, spring arriveswithout delay, and babiescoo…

@sarooshsm a double, double,that’s what they say; rushed and readyfor another day”yes sir, it’s on the way”two squirts of cream and two spoons ofsugar go down in the steaming hot…

@sarooshsm A typical fan spins about three hundred times in a minute, which isn’t enough times when it’s peak summer but also more than enough times when winter’s finally stepping…

Ibrahim Almeslat In our homeland…bloddomd perish twice;once in their wilting, and once whenremembrance of themis found only by thegraves. Chandni M Dried flowers linger near the altar, reminding me of…

Kattrina M no matter the season,I will always wake up warm.the air outside might be humidor crisp, and the dew might still beclinging to blades of grass,but inside, I won’t…