FREE LOVE LETTERS

“He’s Brandoesque.” This is what Farud’s wife is saying about the guy in the jeans and the red t-shirt; the…

The man with the same name

I keep my ex-lover’s secret; safe as the house we once shared. On her side of the bed, another sates…

You caught me looking. I can imagine your reaction. Dirty old man! I will not undress for your gaze. Your…

In gods, I do not believe. In destiny, I place no trust. Neither do I look for signs in stars.…

With you, I was beautiful. It was transformative. It changed the way I saw the world. As though, with your…

THE FOLLOWING IS AN EXTRACT FROM OUR RECENTLY PUBLISHED NOVEL THE LAST SUMMER OF HAIR. As the afternoon progresses and the…

I saw you in the evening. You turned your golden head toward me. Eternity moving slow. Some things you remember…

I said, “Show me a sign.” You said, “There are no signs.” Of course. Only in the absence of signs.…

All the light did was shine. And there you were.

This noonday, on the Esplanade, overlooking the blue expanse, I travelled at the speed of sunshine. Across the bay of…