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Inkpot: Hi
This very short story is once again inspired by Lydia Davis’ Can’t and Won’t. Her writing is weird, quirky, funny and doesn’t make sense at all sometimes. I hope mine […]
I am a broken woman with a dark secret that has to be held together so that no one else I love dies (except for me)
I went to my therapist to say that I’m queer She said she deals with Muslim men and their homosexual desires And I said ‘little boys’ — On a tv […]
Inkpot: You & I
I wrote this piece to portray the voices in our heads: one bad and one good. These voices may appear from something someone once said or you overhead, whether it […]
Inkpot: A Helping Hand
“I’m sorry but it is time for you to go,” I say quietly. The woman glances around; at the hospital bed where her body lays and at the bright […]
Inkpot: The Doctor
This piece was inspired by Lydia Davis’ Can’t and Won’t, which contains the shortest stories I have ever seen. Her stories are simple, fabulous and incredibly imaginative. I submitted this […]
Inkpot: The unspoken things
That feeling you get when you really want to blurt something out to someone and yet you can’t seem to get the words out. Then when you’ve finished overthinking it, […]
Feel
This poem reflects the conversation between the voices in our head. In this particular poem, the conversation is between two voices: one that has given up and one who resists. […]
Once upon a time
I saw you Only a glimpse of your wavy hair and the golden rims of your hazel eyes. And then you passed by and it was goodbye. […]
Let Me Tell You A Story
وَلَقَدْ خَلَقْنَا الْإِنسَانَ مِن صَلْصَالٍ مِّنْ حَمَإٍ مَّسْنُونٍ وَالْجَانَّ خَلَقْنَاهُ مِن قَبْلُ مِن نَّارِ السَّمُومِ “And We did certainly create man out of clay from an altered black mud. And […]