Sail Al-Kfiri writes: Hate speech from within (1)

Hatred is a sense of alienation, resentment and hatred, and may sometimes be accompanied by extreme anger and tension towards the other, any other. It usually leads to an overwhelming desire to avoid, remove or destroy hated people. Hatred may be directed towards a human, animal, food or drink, or towards a large group of … Read more

Mufaq Masood writes: Wound in the imagination

Ah, ah… We heard him shouting over, mixed with the sound of his head hitting the edge of the stone vestibule, we were pointing the light of the pale lamp forward, and we didn’t imagine that a bumper stone could hit our heads as we walked for hours In the convolutions of the strange spiral … Read more

Walid Shoaib writes: Feast for Fire

This year’s bitter winter has eaten everything that is burning, liquid or dry, and the blizzard has been embargoing for three days, wiping out the remaining ammunition and supplies! Except for a few potatoes and onions and some loaves of dry bread!. The storm is intensifying, the freezing cold are getting more agitated, the wind … Read more

Mufaq Masood writes: Fifth Class Lovers

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

Hisham Al-Johari writes: There is something lost

“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

Sallam Azzam writes: Tie

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

Hisham Al-Johari writes: Heavy Lunch

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

Rabee Mershed writes: Wishes Lake

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

Mufaq Masood writes: Message at noon

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