A String of Thoughts of Life, Death, and In Between
Mystery Whenever I walk down a new street where I have never walked before, I look at the balconies and windows and imagine the many different lives and lurking secrets …
Mystery Whenever I walk down a new street where I have never walked before, I look at the balconies and windows and imagine the many different lives and lurking secrets …
I moved my hips in circles, small and large, vertical, horizontal, and diagonal. I held my arms out at my sides. I twisted my wrists. “Oh—“I sang. “Daughter of the …
By Emad El-Din Aysha, PhD “All nature faithfully” – But by what feint Can Nature be subdued to (the artist’s) constraint? Her smallest fragment is still infinite! And so he …
What did you do while the children of Gazawere dying? I argued with their killers. What did you say? I said that the innocent deserve innocence.That the sound of laughter …
I need to tell you all something. I’m honestly getting really tired of trying to appeal that Palestinians don’t deserve the treatment they get. “The Hookah Girl” was made to …
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