In My Fine Establishment, Arrived a Constant

In a corner of Brooklyn Heights, stood the charming establishment of 45 Pineapple, which I’m the proud owner of. My establishment didn’t cater to travelers or tourists—Mayor Eric Adams had banned short accommodations for humans, animals, or plants in Brooklyn Heights. But there was one loophole, and that was exactly where I thrived. You see, my establishment housed only feelings. And let me tell you, it’s the weirdest business to run.

Work Injuries, Balloons, and Candies

In our old, irrelevant town—where nothing happened and everything was forgotten—a man sold balloons. His bald head, smooth and round like one of his own balloons, was a familiar sight to us children who gathered around him daily. He wasn't just a vendor; he was a performer, He made the balloons dance, and the children laughed. He took it all very seriously, and the children took it all too far (more on that later). ...

Memorizing Poetry

Greetings from the restless kingdom of insomnia to all you annoyingly sleeping souls, In my adolescence, I had a passion for memorizing Ar...

One Hundred Days of Solitude

This year, I set a challenge for myself: 100 days of solitude. Yesterday, I reached the halfway mark—50 days. I’m behind schedule. I won’...

How did I die?

Remedios Varo. The Juggler (The Magician). 1956.The worms in my grave have proven themselves quite resourceful. If you're reading this, d...

My Hajj Diaries.....

I recently returned from Hajj, and my thoughts are still scattered as I process the experience. I'm working on a short story inspired ...

The Humanity Tower

Seif Wanly (1906-1979)There is a saying in Islam I always loved as a kid, and I continue to live by. It goes something like: "Each human is a buildin...

The Daily Guide for Aspiring Prophets

In 2024—believe it or not, or believe it and pity me if you’re comfortably atheist—I remain as open to the notion of God as ever

The New Religion in Town

Decades ago, some of us deemed religion and God outdated; for others, this shift happened centuries ago, while some are still navigating this transit...

It's such a pity I have to die

I'm still exploring the topic of death in literature. I referenced two ideas I read here.But today, I'm thinking about death as a nostalgia for life ...