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...
Short Stories from the Middle East
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...
The man woke still heavy with fatigue. He yawned, stretched, and thumped his clenched fists against his chest. The walls of his small room appeared to have edged closer overnight,...
have grown almost accustomed to these blasts; the sharp edge of fear has dulled. Yet the sparrows and mynahs never seem to learn.
By Ashkan Novis
When the treasure hunters of Qara-su Valley brought word of a cave discovered high on the mountain, in which a seated monk had been seen, the whole region was suddenly...
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