Her father was still there. She watched as the wrinkled white sheets slowly rose with each breath — a movement so slight it seemed not to justify the word. Sometimes, she would place her head on his chest just to… Continue Reading
They will eat us. I’d heard that ever since I was a calf. For a while, as I grazed and grew to become a steer, it gave me the same purpose and comfort it gave to all of us, but… Continue Reading
“If you could do anything in the world for your birthday — anything at all — what would you do?” My daughter, Layla, mirrors the question that I asked her last month about her birthday when I was looking for… Continue Reading
She wanted those shirts back. Except the pink one. She loathed pink now. She would never wear pink again. The others, though — made from that beautiful Italian cotton with the sateen finish, the mother-of-pearl buttons, impeccable tailoring — were… Continue Reading
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Black. Godammit. 29 black. Not that the number mattered, thought Jack. He continued sitting on the stool just long enough for his subconscious to nudge his conscious into realizing that with no money left, he should move away from the… Continue Reading
On a very early June morning, the sun was just rising and the sky glowed pink. Ruth was sitting in the bathroom doing what she did every day at this time. Usually she read the news while she did it,… Continue Reading
The party is just getting started. Our guests are laughing and listening to Pandora, happy at the start of the holiday weekend. Down at the beach, the sun sets into the Gulf, and here, the sky hazes yellow to pink.… Continue Reading
“Salam alaikum, sister Maryam. Can I have a word?” Amina shouted, gathering together her jilbab and struggling through the crowd to reach a sister who was leaving the mosque in a hurry. Maryam rolled her eyes in frustration and turned… Continue Reading
I didn’t understand at first, why you suddenly wanted to become a fisherman. That you wanted us to abandon the life we had built in the city, our social circle, jobs, pay checks. Leave everything we worked for behind in… Continue Reading