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...
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...
20 June 2017: The day I can’t forget
By Tala Alsakka-Amini
The morning sun trickled through the bent window screen. Soft rays made their way into our dark-lit bedroom, gently caressing my sister’s...
Trumpets of triumph
By Carine Saeed
The room was suffocating. I struggled to catch a deep breath. Sweat trickled down my back, reminding me yet again of the...
Skipping stones to heaven
By Sharon S. Aruparayil
The missionary was a simple man, or so he would like you to think.
He carried himself with ostentatious ease, thinning black...
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....
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...
Lopota Lake: The calm eye of the world’s storm
By Mohammed A. Alhosani
Cradled in between the mountains of Georgia lay Lopota Lake, a famous resort and tourist attraction as well as being one...
A warm December afternoon
By Alanoud AlBukhari
The sun shone brightly amid the grey specks of clouds, as brightly as it could during the dark days of late December....
A mother by chance
By Sharon S. Aruparayil
She stood there, barefoot, with the warm sand tickling her toes, and choppy waves lapping against her calves as she whispered...
