Category Archives: Literature

No Exit From Internal Frost

It is so cold in here. Inside glass sparkling skyscrapers, inside fancy cars, inside bee hives, inside what is supposed to be warm homes, and inside people. The cold crawls under my thin skin, it is nippling my knees and … Continue reading

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A Thought For Me Today: Stop Screaming

Since the start of year 2015, there was a voice constantly screaming inside me. This voice is only sedated during late hours at night when I am reading, afterwards it resumes screaming when I fell asleep. Every morning I wake up with … Continue reading

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A Short Story: Tourism in Syria

Summer is here finally, Camila and her husband John already made up their minds on where to go next. It was the new hot destination for journeys: Syria. All of their friends already went there and talked about all fun … Continue reading

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A Dream

I saw a recent picture of you yesterday, and you looked very much like the person we all pledged once that we will never become: Our mother. I wept, and the stream of my tears took me somewhere else. I was taken … Continue reading

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مجتمع السحاب

ساعة وينتهي الدوام، لا زالت أصابعه تضرب على لوحة مفاتيح حاسوبه بصمت، عيناه مثبته على الشاشة المضيئة، عليه أن ينهي عمله قبل نهاية الدوام فهو لايطيق البقاء بعد انتهاء ساعات العمل لكنه لايغضب إن بقي مره أو أكثر في العام. … Continue reading

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شذرات من كتاب هكذا تكلم ابن عربي وأفكار خاصة

قرأت منذ أعوام رواية مذلون مهانون لدوستويفسكي، وكانت مقدمة المترجم العظيم سامي الدروبي  تشرح كيف أن الرحمة وليس الحب هو مايميز البشر. وهنا أجد جملة في كتاب نصر حامد أبو زيد “هكذا تكلم ابن عربي” تورد نفس الفكرة التي تسللت … Continue reading

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Word For Me Today: Breathe Words

“A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.” ― Franz Kafka, Letter to Max Brod, July 5, 1922 Indeed, when I don’t write I am Mr. Hyde, I can’t fill the void, and life is not livable. So Hummingbird: write again, … Continue reading

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A Word For Me Today

It is too heavy and long, it is too deep and obscure, it is full of thrones and broken glass, but you are almost there. You know you want to put your burdens down and be free, take a journey of … Continue reading

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‎الجبل وناطحة السحاب

مزاج الغرفة ساكن والوقت مفقود. كلما مد الهواء يده وحرك الستائر تسلل النور داخلالغرفه يتلاعب بجفون نوّار. تفتح نوّار عينيها وكأنها وُجدت للتو. لامعنى للذاكرة ولالقادم الأيام، هي الآن هنا وهو أنفس قيمة تحملها. لاشيء تسعى إليه، لامدرسة تتنافس فيها ولاأوامر … Continue reading

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Begging Memory to Regain its Forgetful State

For few days now, I couldn’t stop listening to the song I am posting here at the end of this post that is so beautiful and so cruel. It is a torture as it exhumed memories buried so deep in the dark abyss … Continue reading

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