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Skin by 7ala Abdullah

February 11, 2013 by

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I am a glass bowl. My goldfish heart needs to be reminded every five seconds of who it really is and more often than not, I just swim around in circles trying to figure out how and when I drowned. But I keep sinking and rock bottom keeps pulling away from me and I miss […]

Skin by Meshael Al Blehed

February 11, 2013 by

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I pledge my loyalty to the corners of your weak smile. I declare my affinity for nothing more but the creases held heavy by the warmth in your face. I see eternities in your skin that fall edge over edge over edge.   A lifetime in every wrinkle and fold… each lifetime takes me back […]

Skin by Raghad Rijraji

February 11, 2013 by

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Listen, I’ve tucked you away in an abandoned gift shop in the loneliest street inside my mind. (I know your address well.) I’m now ready to tell you a few things.   Go to the largest body of water you know, let your heavy ghosts   sink and learn this: Water flows back to itself […]

Skin by Mimi

February 11, 2013 by

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You came with guards down and I’m ashamed to say, I took advantage of that.   “this is what it must be like, living in the mind of a maniac.”   I could swear by the stars in your eyes, That even I, having sold my soul to words Or the devil, I don’t quite […]

Skin by Dalia

February 11, 2013 by

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“Skin” was the only word she brought her trembling hands to write this evening. Writing used to be her only warmth. It was her only retreat for when the waves of nostalgia surged over her; leaving her overwhelmed. It was her escape from reality. Her saviour; restraining her from resigning to the toxins that swamped […]

Skin by Ftoon

February 11, 2013 by

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My canvas is my own skin and I tell my story by my painting brush. I tell the stories beneath my skin, I sketch the faces behind my eyes, and I paint the struggles within my soul. The softness of paint against my skin turns my senses around and pushes me to show how deep […]

GUEST POST: Skin by Jood AlHarthi

February 10, 2013 by

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“Happy new year,” She whispered at her open closet of skins and memories. It was 5 minutes to midnight. She pinched her skin lightly, disgusted by the past events of this year, almost tempted to burn this skin right off her than keep it in her closet with the past skins. Some memories, she thought […]