You Can Not Stop You From Being

Human Behavior Is Messy And Unpredictable And Unconcerned With Convenient Symmetries.

Kabul Is... A Thousand Tragedies Per Square Mile.

I Want To Give Up My Bearings, Slip Out Of Who I Am, Shed Everything, The Way A Snake Discards Old Skin.

Yes, Hope Is A Strange Thing. Peace At Last. But At What Price?

A Pathetic Shadow, Torn Between Her Envy And Thrill Of Being Seen With Masomma, Sharing In The Attention As A Weed Would, Lapping Up Water Meant For The Lily Upstream.