Zephyr Yibir
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The Desert Sparrow
Something’s not right. The hums of the Sahrawi winds were unusually tumultuously this morning. Our tattered tent rustled in unison with the desert winds as if to warn us of the calamitous journey that lay before us. If I had known that these parts were going to be so unfruitful, I would have opted from joining 4665 on the mission. He’s always been the optimistic one of our pairing but something about these winds instilled a feeling of uncertainty within the both of us.
By Zephyr Yibir4 years ago in Fiction
Nomadic Soul, An Ode.
I first discovered desert blues when I'd stumbled across an old YouTube video of Ravid Kahalani, the lead singer of the band Yemen Blues, singing Jat Mahibathi at what appeared to be a café in East Jerusalem. The Arab residents in and around the narrow street began to fill the room almost immediately. I can only imagine their shock as they witnessed Kahalani, a Jewish man, paying homage to his Yeminite heritage with a beautiful melodic hymn sung in their native Arabic. There they stood watching, clapping, and cheering on as he sang the number. It was a beautiful sight to see. Not a scent of lingering dissident in the air. No stern looks between cousins. Just people enjoying good music in quaint café in the Holy City.
By Zephyr Yibir5 years ago in Beat
Bored to Board
After the announcement of a nationwide lockdown, I booked the first train up to Ottawa from Toronto to stay with my two older sisters. Seeing as that I wouldn’t have to pay for food or rent, the idea seemed more advantageous than not for a broke college student like myself looking to save up on whatever pennies I could.
By Zephyr Yibir5 years ago in Humans
