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Still by 7ala Abdullah

December 24, 2015 by

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You got to love him first. Some days I resent you for the way time favoured you over me. I got 23; and you: 35. We both felt cheated. You loved him first. Some days you even loved him better, kinder, sweeter. He didn’t hold me the way he held you but we knew there […]

Still by Dana

December 24, 2015 by

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I am not fragile, I will not break like a brittle dried thing on impact No part of me shatters like a glass bowl dropped I will bruise But bruises leave no indentations and soon the purple blooms on my arms yellow and fade I am what doctors call robust I will withstand a little […]

Still by Shahd

December 24, 2015 by

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It’s a scene I am unable to forget; My heart skipped a beat, I hesitated when I heard my middle sister screaming and slamming the door. I walked in and found your body without a soul. Mute. Everything went mute or did I become deaf? Sounds gradually increased, reaching my ears, altering my brain with […]

Still by Mahnoor

December 24, 2015 by

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It’s not the love I care about Neither the pain I have suffered It’s the scars, I love the most For I have groomed them like a toddler And admired them like the New Year’s fireworks I have laid with them in stillness And hugged them, patted them like they were my true lovers I know it’s inconvenient to say this, because […]

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 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 Shahd

November 16, 2015 by

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Laughter on a dinner table, a family gathering; clouded with happiness and surrounded with love, secret eye contact and jokes all night long. A peaceful life they had until that moment everything exploded. Grenades blew up the house, broke their windows and walls, leaving their doors open, unlocked for predators and strangers to join; they […]