Asphalt in our neighborhood
On that fateful day we had to cut our feet. Or at least so we thought, as we looked at the warm black paste that began to stretch out over our dusty playground, over the memory of the days we spent on this dust. The […]
Category: Syria
Bitter death im my pocket
I forget and I take death out of my winter coat I forget how I thought the earth was full of wings And I come down little by little with my old sorrow I say that sadness will go away And my reflection in the […]
An exile for a book
Our national football team won a game yesterday. Or they did not? Doesn’t really matter. Time has passed in a strange way the last few days. I can feel the minute splits into seconds, seconds into parts and parts to nothing. I don’t even know […]
Before drowning, before trying to clutch at a straw
The bag is worthless without the traveler, so the traveler is worthless without his memories that fill the bags before leaving. I was never a traveler in the sea, I never boarded a boat, I did not even learn swimming, I left myself in the […]
Wine for a coffee buff
A phone is ringing somewhere. Someone is crying bitterly. Unfortunate news, probably. I’m used to bizarre dreams, those that do not take any interpretation or meaning. I remember the time I saw that I swallowed myself, then vomited it bitterly, it came out a child […]
The nightmare
Do not wait for the nightmare to end. It’s the truth, it’s not a dream, you can just die.. I feel like a fish when I am sad, my skin scales and the melted wind shakes it in the water, I walk around with popeyed […]
Variations on the scale of Nahawand
It was one of the beautiful spring days… Not really, and I don’t know the weather in which this text sets. I also spite every language teacher who clapped for me before such an introduction. I have always enjoyed weekends, those days I spent for […]
It’s snowing now.. – Part 2
In March of every year, I die. I die so I could be reborn in April soft and sticky, so that I could miss the age of roses, the breaches of larvae, and the invasion of all the silk. In march I bid a kingdom […]
It’s snowing now.. – Part 1
At this very moment, the complaints employee the electric power company hangs up, somebody steals a copper cable, and the lights at some house go out leaving some man to kiss some woman. Oil drips making the sound of a tick.. tick.. tick.. Slowly going […]
