A Day at the Lake
We hope for fish, Dad and me, we
smell of sunscreen and marine diesel
and the kelp-fishy smell of lake.
…And Where Are You From?
hange my relationship to the person asking it. And often, in a substantial way. I never found the right way to navigate being a foreigner, mainly because my idea of home is distorted; the country on my passport, Syria, was a place I’d only visit in the summer. And I am indeed very proud to…
Abu Dhabi Writers’ Cafe 2023 Year -In-Review
I’m ending the year in the same place I began it—on my balcony, coffee cup in hand, notebook open. I don’t know about you, but even though I’m in the same place, it feels different. Sometimes change is quick and obvious, but most times I find it sneaks up on me. December certainly snuck up…
Hello!
Hello! We are a community of creatives who live, or once lived, in Abu Dhabi. We came together to encourage each other in our work and find some relief from the solitude. Thanks for stopping by.
Ill-Used
I’ve been ill-used, no other word will do; pristinely packaged, sanitised and new a month ago I stood upon display till someone paid to carry me away…
The Empire Strikes Back
Let’s emulate Liberia with measurements superior; once more we’ll weigh our cereal in ounce and pound imperial…
Emergence
I don’t want to stay here anymore A groan of tedium, escapes my core In the distance, I see the light But it feels like I’m healing the blight…
Dragonfly
On a misty Sunday morning, I walk in to my balcony, yawning and greeting the day with a coffee. I tune in to the week’s e-sports telecast…
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