Silent Empathy
By Poojaraj Maniyeri
The heat was blinding, the sun’s rays pointed directly at us as if seeking vengeance. The place smelled just right, the delicious...
A ride to gratitude
By Jana Aljamal
Eleven O’clock. The roaring sun sits right above my head and our Prius’ air-conditioning works no better than a blow-dryer. I can...
The Forgotten Spirit of Syria by CAAD student Lana Alsakka-Amini
It was a harsh winter in Syria. The crispy air, the dry tree branches, and the darkness of the sky made Syria’s winters even...
Stolen Sunset
By Mohamed Binkhadim
I passed the countless families enjoying the beach together to find a semi-secluded area to read a book I brought. The sand...
A Quiet Place
By Basma Elsobky
It was a weird kind of quiet.
Everyone was out and about, leaving me to begin my day with an awfully quiet morning....
The Verve of the Verandah, a vignette by journalism student Abeer Khan
All trees seem sincere, but this one was particularly solemn. The crevices in the bark of the timeworn trunk looked as though they would...
More than Just Bricks and Beams
By Shaikha Alshamsi
In the collective memoir of Amel’s family, only one character emerged as the silent, enduring protagonist – the house.
It stood with stoic...
Glass Flowers, a vignette by journalism student Sara Hameed
The greys of monotonous routine were no match for a buttery sky, striped with cirrus clouds, floating aimlessly in the autumn breeze. Heavy boots...
The Man with the Miniature Garment
By Hala Nasar
“I almost don’t think of him as a mortal. He was a magician…and I think he lives like that in my head.”
With...
Upon Al-Salt Hills
By Alanoud AlBukhari
The weather is hot, scorching even. It’s mid-July after all. As the rays of the bright, glowing sun strike the dashboard of...
