A flash-fiction piece set in Cairo
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It was 3 AM and I was digging a hole in the desert. Christa stood next to me. In the torch light, she was a fidgety monster patting a bundle in her arms. “Is it done yet Tess?” Her voice was gritty in the smooth silence. “Almost there hun, you just hang on.” She went back to poking at the swaddle and cooing in delirium. “Uh-huh, I’m so sorry baby, I’m so sorry. Momma’s gonna try and make this...
Download the complete and roughly edited short story here: Mijwaan by Saaleha Idrees Bamjee Cover photograph: Dominic...