Rami slowly came awake, stretching as she turned. The silence told her that the rain had stopped sometime in the early morning. The weather was still cool, though, so she was grateful for the long rain. As she reached for her phone to check the time, she remembered the strange dream she had the night before. It was 6am, a little early for her to be awake on a Sunday morning after she quit going to church, so she decided …
Author: A. Duchess
Women deal with misogyny every day. Regardless of your age, life status, or geographical location, there is always a man—or sometimes, unfortunately, a woman with internalised misogyny—who will try to treat you with less respect because …
When Rami’s phone rang at midnight that day, she was awakened from such a deep slumber that she didn’t even check the caller ID or the time. She had been expecting a friend from the USA …
“Your destination is on the left,” the Google Map voice told her fifteen minutes later. As she stopped the car at the black gate in front of the lovely one-storey house, her hands began to shake …
The call came at exactly 6:32 in the morning. She was already awake, counting down the minutes as the time drew closer. She had not slept well the night before; she was anxious and shaky, wondering …
After we broke the kiss, we gazed drunkenly at each other. “You smell so good,” he whispered, kissing my neck and jaw and then the curve of my breasts above the neckline of my dress. While …
The text came at 8:40pm as I was just getting ready for bed after having my evening shower. Hoodlum: Hey, Tracy! I’m in town. Just landed at the airport. Just like that, I felt heat rush …
Rama looked nervous again when she asked Nafisa, “You want to tell her everything, then? All of it?” Nafisa nodded. “I do. The time feels right.” I wondered what other disclosure would have Rama so anxious …
I was still reeling when Nafisa inevitably found me in her garden twenty minutes later. She sat beside me on the bench – the one we had brought from our old garden – for a few …
At one point, in the evening of the day of the funeral, when most of the guests had left and only mostly family remained, lounging in the sitting room with their 4th or 5th bottle of …
My teacher came as promised. She was a young woman in her early twenties called Miss Jenny, and although she was very sweet and patient, it was rough at first. I couldn’t grasp what she was …