A Hair’s Breadth, Part 3
VI. The man, looking disheveled in a rumpled blue shirt, grimaces as he tries to sit up in a dimly-lit room. The place stinks of stale cigarette…
A Hair’s Breadth, Part 2
IV. Sitting in front of her computer, which she had packed along with other essential items the previous evening, Carla half-heartedly makes a few…
A Hair’s Breadth, Part 1
I. “Mu….m! Mu…m!” a little voice cries out from the backyard. But apparently mum is busy on the phone, in the living room. It’s her husband calling…
Moments, Part 2
V. Two days later, Richard is still missing and I am almost losing hope of him being found. The curfew had been called off already and Isa had asked…
Moments, Part 1
I. “Hey, Jeanette, what do you think of Sudan?” I ask my friend of over twenty years. Jeanette raises her brows, like, “What was that again?” I give…
