a short story heavily inspired by zaid and zain’s poetry seminar Where I come from, it is unlawful, immoral, and strictly forbidden to look up. Men patrol the rooftops with the unlucky outcasts in[…]
Tag: sky
The Art of Flying
When I was little, I used to dream about flying. These dreams were the same, every single time. I would stand on the roof of my bedroom, hands outstretched and trying to catch the gleaming[…]
Protector – Tormentor
REMEMBER THE MOON SURVIVES by Barbara Kingsolver Remember the moon survives, draws herself out crescent-thin, a curved woman. Untouchable, she bends around the shadow that pushes himself against her, and she waits. Remember how[…]