Posted by Aleya Kassam

Sabr and Shukr

I don’t remember much from my first funeral We stood in line, waiting to view the body When it was my turn, I observed how the body was ashy, its arms stiff by their sides,...

Pulling out

I sat cross-legged on the floor under the dangling naked light bulb; three tests arranged in front of me like obedient children at school assembly We’d had an argument about how...

Mumbai is in Heat

As we sit caged in the tuk tuk, stopped in traffic, I can’t stop watching them He stares straight ahead, completely unflustered as she runs her palm down his denim covered thigh...

Judge A Man By His Car

ou can tell a lot about a man by borrowing his car Driving his stick Revving his transmission Ahem His Package You don’t even need to open the door, to get the first taster Is...

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