She was born of the sea by Abish Qamar
She was a profound thing, a thing of no teeth, all salt. She lapped, never bit, with her...
Read MorePosted by admin | May 9, 2026 | Hand Picked, Poetry
She was a profound thing, a thing of no teeth, all salt. She lapped, never bit, with her...
Read MorePosted by admin | May 1, 2026 | Blog, Hand Picked
The television flickered in the dark, its pale light the only thing holding the room together....
Read MorePosted by admin | Apr 20, 2026 | Hand Picked, Poetry
My foot lingers over the threshold– My flickering heartbeat Pausing at the entrance...
Read MorePosted by admin | Apr 12, 2026 | Hand Picked, Poetry
Life! Life! Look, how nature has gained a new child, a young tree with shy leaves eagerly...
Read MorePosted by admin | Mar 17, 2026 | Hand Picked, Poetry
The sea is generous It always is But I’m tired Tired of diving deep only to return with the same...
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