i alwaysremember thefirst time i mistookthe dulcet desire for daringdevotion—the steamy ways handstangled in half-lit rooms......

it transpires with a honkthat shatters terra’s atmospherea mute swan sundering through gravity’s larynxlike a winged......

When we remain the last speakersof the dialect of damp decades,who will listen to the cry......

Sad like blinking traffic lightsat dusk staring at a November crossing like the dotted grin of......

The dark cloud in my hand wants no more than this land that flies past in......

We are terrified rabbits,Falling into whiteness (I)So, phone the greying fire tendersput out the remnants of......

Some books do not simply inform you, they shake you awake, they make you feel the......

Vanished by Ahmed Masoud is an eye-opening fiction of unsettling reality in Gaza. The novel, based......