Wednesday, August 5, 2020

Husna Thaslim

Husna is an ardent lover of literature, lost somewhere in the medieval era, swooning after people who have subtle resemblances to Mr. Darcy. She can be found either with her nose in a book or napping, in between adding another task to her ever-growing To-Do list. A wannabe poet, she aspires to be a published poet someday.
6 WRITINGS

Dusk bade Farewell

“Kariim..” Her voice trailed with the fading lights of the day. He wasn’t coming back. Swallowing the huge lump in her throat, she started the...

Born a Crime

The family huddled close around the table. The flickering flames from the candle stumps made the shadows on the wall look eerie. The children...

Kindness begets Kindness

“On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me A partridge in a pear tree…” The mailbox is rusted and the paint is...

Hymn to the Sea

He was the Jack of all trades. Literally. His name was Jack and he was a whimsical poet, a gifted artist, a melodious singer,...

Half Bloom

Today seems to be a day of inescapable wetness. The downpour lashes the air furiously. The smell of fresh coffee, turning cold, fuels my...

The Greater Cause

Headquarters 72 hours before launch “What’s the update, Agent Ketura?” “Commander,” she saluted, “The team has picked all specimens from the five zones,” Ketura hesitated...