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2:47 by Nora Abdullah

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2 o’clock and 47 minutes.   I’ve been awake at this time for a week now. I’m laying on my bedroom floor. I find the ceiling comforting.   2 o’clock and 47 minutes. My heart is racing and I’m weak.   2:47 and I have forgotten everything I’ve done outside of this room.   It’s 2:47 My […]

2:47 by 7ala Abdullah

October 4, 2013 by

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1. The first time you are shown our family tree, know that you are not made of roots. Know that you are not a tree trunk held in place by the memory of your ancestors. And even if at times you feel their anger coursing through your blood, know that we all have monsters in […]

2:47 by Meshael Al Blehed

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2:47: I carry geographies across my chest, but it’s too dark to see. Light has been outlawed and I will mistake the metaphor for truth; I am a pen in the dark, but still speechless. The back and forth is just back, back, back. Fraying the nerves at the tips of my fingers in anticipation […]

2:47 by Raghad Rijraji

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You are not entitled to any of the darkness, I’ve claimed it long ago. It’s all mine. Don’t flip every light switch you come across to light this tomb up. Please. If being happy meant illuminating every square inch of skin, then I’ll have to set my self on fire. For days on end.   […]

2:47 by Mimi

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I cannot write this piece without drugging myself into it. Because you are the letters that haunt me.   To be honest, I am lacking inspiration. You are no longer a part of me. A part of us. But when my eyes are closed,   Your heart is whole. Unbroken. Beautiful.   With closed eyes, […]

2:47 by Felwa Al Saud

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I am writing this to let you know that my heart can’t handle frost bite, And I’m afraid the worms have crawled far too close to the beating redness that is keeping me alive for me to kick them out, They start to climb, And the once subtle rhythm feels rushed and the shadows of […]

2:47 by Alanoud Zouman

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I can feel the grass beneath me because it tickles my hands when I lay them on the ground. I can see the starry sky above me because when I allow my mind to wander it seems a dark sheet with polka dots. I can still taste the melted chocolate bars on my tongue.   […]