Living - girlwithoneearring

For the past many weeks I have been playing phone tag with one of my best friends. She’ll call me, I’ll miss her call

It’s 11.30 AM, I wake up shook to the sound of my phone ringing wondering what day it is and what emergency could warrant

Curtained off I stare ahead at life- a sea-blue whirlpool its circumference my sorrow spun clearly, like a basket made of wicker. Our hopes

It’s my birthday in four days (Feb 16th in case I end up publishing this way later) and I’ll be going to Fayoum to

It’s quiet on the train. Everyone is sitting in his or her assigned seat, the landscapes flit by and I listen to Taylor Swift

I used to think “how does that make you feel?” was a funny one-liner when taken in connection with therapy. Something meme-worthy but not

Phone Calls