Cemetery Story: A Muslim’s Memoir
I enter the cemetery and follow the all too familiar winding paths. Overhead the jets taking off and landing at Hobby airport assault my ears with the roaring of their turbine engines. The anterior graves…
Inspiring Faith and Creativity & Exploring the Arts through a Spiritual Lens
I enter the cemetery and follow the all too familiar winding paths. Overhead the jets taking off and landing at Hobby airport assault my ears with the roaring of their turbine engines. The anterior graves…
It’s a special gift she told me. Make sure you treat it with great care. Endure it with love patiently. Most people will not understand. You’ll feel like you’re going nowhere, like you’re cycling endlessly …
"Jonathan!" Mary cried and shot up, instantly clutching at her chest for the locket that was no longer there. The large room around her was completely silent, except for the rain lightly tapping against the…
Sonya stood outside Dr. Bergstrom’s office thinking she was in another world, reality slowly slipping away from her. Thirty minutes later she realized she was sitting in her car with no recollection of how she…
“Do you ever feel homesick for a place you can't remember?” my father would ask me, late at night, when the tide pressed high against the dunes. I would smile, shake my head, and turn…
One never knows how precious time is until it is taken. Until it is hidden, ripped away, pocketed inside your enemy’s coat. Slipped behind the bars of eternal ignorance. The girl tries to keep time…
It began with a sound. A voice, then thousands of voices. Angry, a choir of discontent. Shouts. “Street Fighting Man” by the Rolling Stones playing. A picture came into focus. Grant Park near the Conrad…
Universo ao Meu Redor Tarde, já de manhã cedinho Quando a nevoa toma conta da cidade Quem pega no violão Sou eu, sou eu Pra cantar a novidade Quantas lágrimas de orvalho na roseira Todo…
She had always known that this day would come. Had she? Had she … She turned away from the window, from its red, motionless sky high up and the scouring sands below, and for once…
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