A poem by: Abdosalam Al Ajeali Translated from Arabic by: Ghazi GheblawiHe is a shadowTaken by the callAnd left him hangedAt the end of the alleyAnd she is a stormThe dusk is her howdahHer chanting is a line of sandAnd an old coughSo, come close oh, stormThis embossed is a home for my fingersAnd that […]
A Short Story By: Ghazi GheblawiWhat amazed me this morning wasn’t the darkness that surrounded everything around me, and wasn’t losing my sense of hearing, or smelling, but what amazed me, was that when I crawled till I reached what I expected it to be the mirror and turned the lights on, I couldn’t see […]
A short Stroy by: Ibrahim Bayodh*Translated From Arabic by: Ghazi Gheblawi That evening (Al Zarrouk) didn’t leave the residence annexed to the school to house the villages’ students, and which is comprised of three rooms and a shanty; he didn’t leave to visit his family as he used to do every weekend. So he amused […]
