Category: writing

She woke up and she was

    The world was moving. That was what the Talking Heads reminded her of every day. Well, that is what she reminded herself by repeatedly playing the same songs on her iPod. She was trying to keep up with the moving world but sometimes it was spinning […]

Magical realism in a coffee cup

  The bakery called to her after her strenuous morning workout. She went to have coffee surrounded by others so that she wouldn’t cry causing the heavily-sugared coffee to bubble.  She sat with her croissant and latte dreaming of what was next. Around-the-world sailing? She couldn’t swim, though. […]

Who’s that girl?

  She sat quietly looking at the photograph displayed in the local cafe. She always came in and order her shwarma platter with the spicy green sauce. No kebabs served here and they made sure to tell you that in bold letters on the storefront window. They wanted […]