The words plundered the nooks of my thoughts: I do. I become. I am. I need. I want. I have. They calcified and set themselves to tiny stones in areas I couldn’t always swim to and reach when my eyes were closed. But I knew they were there, evolving. They are there creating a lakeContinue reading “Plundered”
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Like Wood in a Fireplace
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”
An Insomniac’s Morning Hours
When the call to prayer soundsand the sun’s about to rise,my thoughts restlessly dissectthis sorrow, that guilt, old lies. “I can’t keep up”, I say,“slow down and stop the mumbling!”But they answer with obtuse eloquence,lingering, rolling, and tumbling. How lucky I find those people,who are right now asleep.Their heartbeats slow and steady,their dreaming calm andContinue reading “An Insomniac’s Morning Hours”
Opposite Ways
I love you in the way that I do: crazily, daringly, vulnerably, anxiously. I don’t love you in the way that you do: calmly, steadily, carefully, sensibly. I can only love you for who you are, and you can only love me for who I am, if we love each other in the opposite waysContinue reading “Opposite Ways”
Dear Gender
Dear Gender, Recently, our arguments should have disentangled us from each other’s gripping embrace. We should have, by now, been part of the trend and movement of breaking free from nature’s secret code. We don’t, however, beat around the bush, nor call ourselves brave by staying outside of our designated homes. We remain inside, blockingContinue reading “Dear Gender”
The Repulsive Beauty of the Monarch
I was reading Thomas Mann’s “Doctor Faustus” when I came across a fact one of his characters shared about a beautiful large butterfly family, the most famous and beautiful of all butterfly families because of the intricate detailed patterns on their huge wings glowing with amber orange and how they are known to taste badContinue reading “The Repulsive Beauty of the Monarch”
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Every so often, we are put in a strange situation in which there is no unquestionable difference between failing and winning. Beisan AlShafei March 29th, 2019
Why Kombucha
Who’ll tell you why Why we hope and dream Why we tell ourselves first, And each other later, Lies that are half-truths: Half in knowing, And half in not knowing That we are never going to fully Be in the knowing. (Guess which half Is more submerged in the self than the other. Guess, then,Continue reading “Why Kombucha”
A Prism of Possibilities
This, today. I wish you could carve it along the walls of your home. One of the most remarkable ordinary days is occurring unreasonably. Today had no incentive to start so kindly, but it did. Something tells me that the magic of your growth is the actual source of this prismatic primitive feeling. This letterContinue reading “A Prism of Possibilities”
Writer’s Block
It’s been days that I am in a “writer’s block” cove, unable to wriggle myself out. It feels damp and stuffy in here, and seriously dusty. The people in here smell like rancid sour judgements. Today is the day I flick off the guards and police of thoughts standing by this cove. Protecting all that’sContinue reading “Writer’s Block”
Beisan's Burble 