
Afar: The Ends of Earth
Part 1 We are in Semera, the capital of Afar Region. The heat in the airconless hotel lobby is melting our flesh. We sweat, water
Part 1 We are in Semera, the capital of Afar Region. The heat in the airconless hotel lobby is melting our flesh. We sweat, water
A mother plays with her little girl by the roadside. The beautiful baby girl sits atop her mother’s lap and attempts to tickle her. The
This writing is something I was supposed to do immediately after Eid-ul Ad’ha but then you know, I stood in my own way, as Charley
The Language of My Volatility Most of us claim to resort to our vernaculars when in the depths of pain or joy. All the
You ain’t seen me in a while but I’m good. I ain’t worried much these days, and it’s been a bliss. Met a man and
My thoughts are often morbid but they don’t start out like that. Lately, however, a transformation that I cannot recall, happening, drifts my morbid thoughts
Father carries the yellow spray pump on his back. We are headed to my grandparents’ home to spray the goats. Ticks and fleas are running
I can tell I look: either really good or really bad because, the stares. I balance the attention like a pot of water on my
Reading the books of old always feels like a camaraderie, spending time at operas, book clubs, plays, tea party’s all often positively exacerbated with intellectual
I am not great at being a patient. I remember times when I would go to the hospital to get a diagnosis, and then skip