puzzle pieces, juvenile analysis, lots of fooling around and making sense out of it all.
Monday, April 16, 2018
دوامات القاهرة
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شرعت في الكتابة عنك كلما صممت على كتابتك أعنف كلما هربت في أخيلة صعبة المنال كلما حاولت استرجاعك، تخونني الذاكرة تستعصي عليّ و تنذوي و ت...
Sunday, April 15, 2018
Soak me up until I melt away
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A piece of me left to a far off land some time ago, departures beyond which occur as a blur in my time - nothing after that seemed like a d...
Monday, May 25, 2015
Stay
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We stayed friends throughout; despite our knowledge that we will not forever survive. You held me when my knees couldn’t carry my pain and ...
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
February
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We were, too afraid to fuck those liquids off. The air was never too cold, neither too hot. All it took was me seeing, and you breathing...
Monday, May 26, 2014
الفرن بايظ يا منة
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بيتنا إللي في شارع الطيران هو البيت إللي أهلي اتجوزوا فيه و عشت فيه أنا و أختي الصغيرة لحد لما اتخرجت من الجامعة. نظراً لموقع البيت الاسترتي...
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
I don't Know How to Do it Anymore
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The world suddenly becomes too big and too suffocating. Yet again, the dot that refuses to live or to perish is out of breath.
Monday, November 18, 2013
The Wind Has a Memory Too
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My millionth letter goes unnoticed. I am again bound to cure myself from my expectations. There has not been a day where I have not thought ...
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