The shore fumed at the waves – a disgruntled lover, protesting over the lack of commitment. You bring me so far, he complains, you come so close but always pull away!This constant back and forth makes me sick. Waves, oblivious to […]
I am changing things up with this post as it is quite a different take from my usual creative writing content. I do feel it is important to share though, given my experience with chronic …
Persian New Year, celebrated on March 21st of each year, represents new beginnings - the arrival of the yearly spring equinox brings about blossoming of new life and new possibilities. It also marks the time …
When I woke up this morning, I felt different. Today, there was a distinct difference in what it meant to be Muslim in Canada than it did yesterday. The results of yesterday's federal election, a sweeping …
"There is beauty in telling the truth, even if it's painful. Those who lie, twist life so that it looks tasty to the lazy, brilliant to the ignorant, and powerful to the weak. But lies only …
So this writing challenge (started here) did not pan out the way I had anticipated. For one, I do not have nearly enough time in the day, everyday, to produce a piece of writing that …
The first time I saw the wave rise above, I underestimated it. It won't touch us, I thought. We're too far, too high, too fast. Then I saw it pick up the SUV driving on …
Perhaps the lack of words is a reflection of the emptiness. Not inside, but around me. Emptiness in the repeated faces, the repeated act of moving from one moment of tuned happiness to the next. …
the evidence is in the way I loved you. the way I lose myself in the flurry, the words settling around us like styrofoam flakes in an agitated snow globe. Distance does little, and time is just …
"Night flight to San Francisco; chase the moon across America. God, it’s been years since I was on a plane. When we hit 35,000 feet we’ll have reached the tropopause, the great belt of calm …
