Thursday 21 October 2021 | 2:41 PM Damascus Time
The city of drowning

Pink loukoumi on the anniversary of the Flood Swings in our breaths.My city,..


I wonder if they’re really watching,could they really do that? –watc..


The night goes through us in the deepest,avid snake that penetratesthe cleft..


I do not remember where we first metMaybe in a past life,Or in a book,I was..

Shots From A Far City

We had to grow up somewhere;  in the heart, at a mulberry tree, or between..