A brief intro to Basheer
(An unedited excerpt from “The daughter of no one famous”) Under the grey fleece of sunset, the muezzin called out for Maghrib. She hated this time of day. It was lead on her brain, oppressive and dim. […]
Character: Sakinah-bhai
The rent money was gone. Sakinah-bhai pulled back the decaying lace curtain to look outside. The street was still empty, Razi was nowhere to be seen. That the rent money was gone wasn’t her only trouble, it was how it [...]
Wednesday’s lottery draw
His dreams sell cheap at the corner shop.
bullet control
suck your thumb in ambient red. the universe ends at a point just before a crimson curtain fall. time will soon betray and all this will be no closer than the time you missed the falling star by eyelashes. but [...]
His name is
a soft sari of embroidered silk I want to wrap around myself.
before That Phonecall
Like a heathen who doubted her prophet, I asked for a sign.
buddy talk
I've been your friend since you puked up on me in grade school, I can tell you this. You buddy, make roadkill look attractive. -Sheesh, I know i'm not the best looking guy around... Well, thank God you don't harbour [...]
Bradley gets her name wrong at breakfast.
Maybe it was the way her thumb slid evenly over the business edge of the butterknife, or the manner in which her mouth smirked up manically at the left towards the mole on her cheek. Either way, Bradley knew, that [...]
Papa always used to say…
One man's dream is another man's derision.