Ala-Udeen & The Magic Lamp
Ala-udeen, as his name goes, woke up with a bang and threw off his bedclothes, rubbed his eyes, then jumped out of bed, put…
MP3: The Cloak of the Saint
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White Eagle in a Pit
There’s a lot to be said for growing up. I don’t remember noticing it much until pubic hair. Then the body takes off in…
Ghazal: Opalescent Soul
As humans we have so many things to look after – our nails – our hair – our hearts – our transcendent souls –…
The Capitulaton of King Stomach
Slave stomach said to the rest of the body “I am King!” and the general populace of the body acquiesced worried lest its bond…
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