The house always sighed at night, settling into the soil like an old woman easing herself into a rocking chair. Mara had learned to ignore most of its noises, but not the soft, rhythmic tap she heard now.
By Hamzah2 months ago in Fiction
1. Begin by loosening your name. Let it drip from your mouth until it no longer clings to your teeth. Do not try to catch it.
By Hamzah6 months ago in Poets
