in the shins
in the dark
of half-price cinema.
I was born on the fifth of Ramadaan.
A Friday much like yesterday, except for the faint chill of winter that threads through June air.
There is a stillness in Ramadaan; a special type of quiet that wraps around us. A stillness that renders us malleable; a warm and pliable […]
It was hard for me to bask in a spiritual infusion today, when my brain must’ve been trying to escape through my eye sockets, for […]