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{Poetry} by nubianqMay 19, 20121:19 pmMay 19, 2012

I Crumble

I crumble these words they leave my mouth a flurry of butterflies only I snap them one by one crushing their fragile wings midair so that they may not reach you so allow me to […]

{Poetry} by nubianqMay 19, 20121:14 pm

The Promise

they would have us believe that a pair of suns will set tonight, one for you and one for I and in the evening we’ll be gazing at two moons, one for you and one […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 201211:31 pmMay 16, 2012
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You Own Me

She had self-reliance to her step, coat charmingly sliding onto the back of her chair as she takes the position of the, chic, unattainable, unreachable, unavoidable, that one with the strong, once you get a […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 201211:04 pmMarch 4, 2014
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Dreams of Zaloot

A tapestry of sorts, the night unfolded in all it’s modest glory as each individual went about. The youngest, with her ever secluded ways closeted in her bedroom, clutches to her man made fiction, reading […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 201210:11 pmMarch 4, 2014
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Dry Season

As if wanting to burst out of a womb his wizened eyes serenely watch the horizon, a birth he has witnessed as far back as to when he sat on his fathers lap, to him […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 201210:02 pmMarch 4, 2014
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Piercing Rebel

… and with abandon she throws back her head to scream. Rolling my neck side to side, the crack that I long to hear evades me, so I grimly stare down at the china tea […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 20129:30 pmMarch 7, 2017
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Madame Aswad

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 […]

{Poetry} by nubianqMay 16, 20121:29 pmMay 21, 2012
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A Dance for my Beloved Part I & II

I And it went like: dun – dun – tak                              tak                             dun – dun – tak                             taka- dun – dun – tak  […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 20121:02 pmMarch 4, 2014
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Our Ailing Queen

She had the symptoms of a raped victim. Crazed eyes, slit lip, tangled hair and violet bruises flowering along her jaw line. Yet she sat calm with a straight back, transfixed, waiting. She was no […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 20121:08 amMarch 4, 2014
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American Woman

With a ready smile, a look so uplifting, a grace so daunting yet humble in every action. Raised with Sudan’s anthem ready on her lips, a heritage she never took lightly, but shown brightly as […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 20121:03 amMay 16, 2012
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And the way She

A byzantine man with a steady income he sits in that same seat, cradling his drink, waiting for this mystifying lady. Being Friday, it was pretty damn early, splotches of the hasty retreat of the […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 201212:58 amMarch 17, 2016
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Shai with the Joneses

It has occurred to me that in actuality, I may be mad… I give the bell a firm push, grimacing through the trilly bird song that lasted much longer than anticipated. I cannot help but […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 201212:49 amMarch 4, 2014
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Yuma

There she sits. Her silhouette a mere smudge on the horizon, the sun lazily rising, she calmly breathing in and out, ticking softly at her prayer beads while sipping at her shai, whenever I’d sit […]

{Short Stories} by nubianqMay 16, 201212:36 amMarch 4, 2014
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Manifestations of Nirvana

So where you headin’… I rub my legs down from the crampness of sitting for twelve hours straight. Looking up to stare into the eyes of the tear streaked, snot covered kid sitting next to […]

{Monologue in my Head} by nubianqDec 7, 20114:03 pmMay 26, 2012
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{Pressure Cooker}

Thirty. As if staring at it from a spying glass, it looks so far away and remote. Yet it looms larger and becomes far more threatening with each whisper that assails my ears. … thirty […]

{Monologue in my Head} by nubianqDec 5, 20092:58 pmMay 17, 2012
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{My Mr. Big}

He’s the asshole you’ve known for more than five years but have secretly loved from day one. He’s the buffoon that everyone sees as useless but you see as perfectly flawed and just priceless. He’s the […]

{Monologue in my Head} by nubianqDec 4, 200912:05 amMay 17, 2012
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{Solitary Content}

You know those moments when you are in need… dire need of a listening ear? Like your mind wants to burst from the so many things that just pummel your five senses leaving you numb […]

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