This is my gift to you daughter; you shall suffer as I’ve suffered, bear it well. Part I Mist hung within the house, infused with the smell of sandaliya, bakhoor, sighs of the dignified with […]

This is my gift to you daughter; you shall suffer as I’ve suffered, bear it well. Part I Mist hung within the house, infused with the smell of sandaliya, bakhoor, sighs of the dignified with […]
Try #1 I never knew a… Was there anytime when this woman never laughed? Or didn’t have a contagious silly grin favor her face? After the initial shock from standing outside in sweltering heat only to […]
1960’s: Driving over Kubri Bahri It was that part of the day where as the sun sets, heat waves gently smooth away squinted eyes into a relieved sigh. The swaying of the prayer beads draped […]