Sublime

But we know our enemies by how foolishly they trample upon what we know as affection. How quickly they find another language for what they cannot translate as love.

I almost never wept for him, I just stopped looking at the sky the way I used to.

abaya

carob

grok,”

this incident was occurring in Australia, Saeed was picking up fresh bread for dinner and heading home. He was an independent-minded,

exhumation

arrhythmic

liveried