The Weight of Silence
I spent this morning trying to fix a leaky faucet in the kitchen. I am not a handy person, and after twenty minutes of twisting a wrench, I just stopped. I sat on the floor and listened to the rhythmic drip-drip-drip against the metal sink.…
Returning Home
What is life but an endless race! We always keep chasing things; success, money, love, happiness- to name a few. Do we ever get it? Yes, but for a limited time. Then begins another race, and you have to put your running shoes on again! Race…
The Show Must Go On, by Eyad Al ShamiThe Salt of the Storm
The smell of rain on hot pavement is a sharp, metallic ache that settles deep in the lungs. It is the scent of the earth waking up, gasping for a drink after a long, dry fever. I remember the feeling of a wool sweater turning heavy and damp…