Soul Mirror by Zahraa Al Hassani
From this shy and worried smile far away to Iraqi remote village that lies in High Mountain near Sulimanyia, Kurdistan, surrounded by green fields and breathtaking views I found this little girl, who was so outgoing and she attempted to show…
The Weight of a Gaze
I spent twenty minutes this morning trying to find my keys, only to realize they were in my hand the entire time. It is funny how we look so hard for things that are right in front of us, our eyes skimming over the obvious because we are too…
Smile for a Cookie, by Ryszard WierzbickiThe Currency of a Moment
We carry so much in our pockets. Not just keys or coins, but the weight of our own expectations. We walk through the world thinking we can trade for things that have no price. A gesture, a look, a softening of the eyes. We believe that if we…