By Aziz Hakimi
I have been awake for nineteen days straight. I counted the pebbles in the Styrofoam cup this morning before I come to the shore and lie down on this smooth...
Short Stories from the Middle East
By Aziz Hakimi
I have been awake for nineteen days straight. I counted the pebbles in the Styrofoam cup this morning before I come to the shore and lie down on this smooth...
By Asef Jahed
‘Except for a few exceptions,’ he said, ‘people enter this world alone and leave it the same way. Do you see? It shows that at heart we’re solitary creatures. We...
By Aziz Hakimi
Gol Alam insisted that Americans’ blood was green. He said his brother had taken him to see the corpse of an American soldier he’d just killed and he, Gol Alam,...
By Asef Jahed
A thunderous roar hurled me from my bed and slammed me hard against the floor. Like a madman, I rushed out of the house in nothing but my underclothes. Dust...
By Asef Jahed
There are only five songs saved on his smart phone. One is the one I just mentioned, which plays from his room whenever, according to my mother, “his elephant remembers...
No one knew what went on inside. Whenever the door was to be opened, everyone in the building was required to remain in their own rooms; failure to do so...
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