Mar 15, 2010 Posted by saaleha

Two years into Forever

Here are some pages from the chapbook I put together of all the words Naeem has pulled from me. The title is from... read more

Mar 13, 2010 Posted by saaleha

In the maws of mugamma*

The go-to captain slash commissioner of oaths slash instrument for the Will of God was so bad-ass, he smoked right under the sticker telling him he couldn’t. You don’t argue with the dude with the stars on his shoulders and who looked like Azad Essa; only older, taller and part of the system. Waiting right next to us was Salvador Dali­. While it... read more

Mar 13, 2010 Posted by saaleha

Colour rinsed

While I did think my upcycled business cards were a bit endearing, they were also a little grubby. Much like a snotty upper lip on an otherwise cute kid. So I finally sat down and sliced me a piece to time to come up with something... read more

Mar 12, 2010 Posted by saaleha

Tambourines and tannoura

To play the castanets, to really play the castanets, one must have a personality that is bigger than all of the room. It is the same with the zills. It must be a personality so expansive and enshrouding that it mutes the collective ear-drum drubbing of the mazamir and slows down the systole-diastole of the daff until all you hear is the clap of brass on... read more

Mar 10, 2010 Posted by saaleha

The year of doing what I can when I can

Promises. I have some trouble with them.

But never the ones I make to children. I never squinch on a promise I make to anyone under the age of  ten. To flint that innocent expectancy

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Mar 2, 2010 Posted by saaleha

29 – pupil dilation

and right out of her mouth flew an eagle soaring and swooping. read more