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Sounds by Manayer

November 16, 2015 by

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Not quite certain if it’s mere rationality, or if it’s what Daniel Kahnmen calls Loss Aversion. Have you ever been sure that this chamber people call woman, is just a sound you’ll run after but never lay your mere eyes on? If this sound was given a title but you fail to acknowledge, or if […]

Sounds by Meshael

November 16, 2015 by

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I’ve always felt cheated never living next to a body of water. The air here isn’t thick enough to justify the heaviness in my breath. I cannot flow like water, I cannot take shape of whatever contains me, instead I am ragged with my edges. I cannot retain anything of me once I change shape. […]

Sounds by 7ala Abdullah

November 16, 2015 by

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Take me where the light is. Take me to the morning. I haven’t seen the sun in thirty weeks and I am thirsty for the daylight. Help me find a glow. Crack open a window, darling, show me the stars. Take me on a trip to the galaxies not at all close to here, far […]

Sounds by Zimam

November 16, 2015 by

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I. I am drinking tea as a seven-year-old in the room with the window that brings in the best breeze when a grown up asks me: Tum chai peeti ho? You drink tea? A grown-up asked, surprised at the confidence with which I held my cup and sipped. I always had big bug eyes. IK […]

Sounds by Dana

November 16, 2015 by

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They don’t tell you this as they clamp your cord and expel you into garing awareness Nor will it be the sort of thing you come to absorb like a dilute vitamin Some things we don’t grow into This is not skin tailored exact to fit when growing pains subside Nor is it a rhythm that is […]

Sounds by Maian

November 16, 2015 by

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You’d think that the word sound would mostly evoke feelings related to music, melodies and sentimental lyrics. You’d think, sound is all about fairy-tale wedding bells, fancy orchestras and cheesy love songs that make you forget time and place. At the same time, you may think that sound has no association at all. That it’s […]

Sounds by Alexis

November 16, 2015 by

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A loud pop wakes me. Shouting. Muffled voices, far from the dreams in which I suck honeysuckle from the cottage garden. I untangle my small legs from the blankets, the fuzzy yellow ones with the soft satin edging that Bammie gave us. They smell like her house, like cinnamon, homemade pink applesauce, and warm dust. […]