fiction, Star Literature
FICTION / Residence
I plead but I know there is nothing I can do. Akbar, in a rare fit of courage, tries to intervene. But the old man does not budge. Maybe he knows about Mina and me.
FLASH FICTION / The exiled daughter
Is it true that when we migrate, we lose a few people from our past?
FICTION / Hair cream
The mosque committee was quite displeased with Rashed, their young muezzin.
FICTION / At home
This is the first time I let you in, but you’ve already made yourself at home. You are bumbling around in my kitchen, as though you have been making me tea for a lifetime.
FICTION / The loss of essentiality
Umar stood in line with all the patience in the world. He could smell the anxiety and fear in the air. The room was filled with people once glorifying death and taking pride in solitude, now filled with panic in the face of reality.
FICTION / Animality
TRIGGER WARNING: animal brutality
Residence
I plead but I know there is nothing I can do. Akbar, in a rare fit of courage, tries to intervene. But the old man does not budge. Maybe he knows about Mina and me.
The exiled daughter
Is it true that when we migrate, we lose a few people from our past?
Hair cream
The mosque committee was quite displeased with Rashed, their young muezzin.
At home
This is the first time I let you in, but you’ve already made yourself at home. You are bumbling around in my kitchen, as though you have been making me tea for a lifetime.
The loss of essentiality
Umar stood in line with all the patience in the world. He could smell the anxiety and fear in the air. The room was filled with people once glorifying death and taking pride in solitude, now filled with panic in the face of reality.
Animality
TRIGGER WARNING: animal brutality