shadi

He dreamed of her like he dreamed of freedom. She could have exempt punishment that night, and in his own decision he would have been aware of it, thinking: If she were to pay attention to his feet on the narrow Pitonian steps that lead to the entrance to her house on the roof! If … Read more

“I am blind. Help me.” I was greeted by the phrase when I walked down the main street. It sounded like a hammer that broke the silence of the street by standers’ legs run down without disturbing the asphalt by frictioning of their shoes. I was captivated by words written in absurdity on a paper  … Read more

The place is quiet smells rancid light gray, early in the morning, and silence hangs over its narrow space. The roundabout is in the heart of the arena, lined with dark eyes, attached to the arrivals and received and deposited car traffic. Time is like a sword  cuts off hopes, and the sun soars in … Read more

sheik, you are the protector of grace in our homes, a go between us and God, it’s for you and we are obedient. Do you want anything before we leave? This is how a group of village men addressed their majestic sheik, and with a sign from his hand thanking their loyalty, the men left … Read more

If slavery is a culture in itself, a way of life and thinking;Free fiction doesn’t care about all this. In my painting: Wishes Lake the vision is embodied in the wild imagination, the imagination wich freely seeking a better tomorrow, the rigid reality of confronting liberated thought. Okay, how’s that? If the reality is framed … Read more

Today I will write an intense letter and read it to those around me, before I send it to a newspaper, but there is a diesel engine under my window that is relentlessly desperate. It’s a big transport truck, although the fuel isn’t cheap, the engine rotates and rotates, while the truck is parked, maybe … Read more

(Short story for young people 14-16/over the age of 85).   The snail was stretched with its mucous body to surround the shell of the small, which frightened the sounds of the night’s squeak and snake rustle on the leafy leaves, the young was grabbing his mobile and looking at a video of a penguin … Read more

But…? Ahmed’s pupils widened into the darkness of the wet room, staring towards the death in front of him as an old captain with a black smock. The words hung in the throat, making room for air that entered cold into its small lungs and came out incendiary. The captain smiled and the words crushed … Read more