A voice smooth and uncoiling singing to Abdulhalim, crackling when it tried to get the high notes. Like wood in a fireplace lit on a silvery blue snowy evening on the only day of the year that the country snowed. Singing waves of crumbling notes, soothing songs of white joyful lies. Songs of motherhood. LikeContinue reading “Like Wood in a Fireplace”
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über daring
On that day, it rained so much in St. Gallen. Sankt Jakob-Strasse was flooded. I was staying at a hotel owned by a dear friend. I was at the reception asking the receptionist to order me a taxi when the first few drops started to plunder. I had just finished eating but had no timeContinue reading “über daring”
Fire Island Scribbles -3-
A super weird piece I don’t remember writing. I hesitated in posting a piece I did not like at all, but I felt it spoke for a day or two in my life in which I had such an urge to be a girl with an Albanian name and no Albanian background fixated on signs.Continue reading “Fire Island Scribbles -3-“
Beisan's Burble 