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خلخال: The Madness of Mrs. Woolf

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In celebration of the woman I am - Anne Sexton. الاثنين، 1 ديسمبر، 2014. The Madness of Mrs. Woolf. There are voices in our heads, telling us what to do, and where to go and what to wear. There is a little Zainab inside of me whom I come to when I am hurting and when I know I have left her defenseless and bare. The voices quarrel and the most bitter wins. What has brought me here and how does one get out? I can't go beyond the first few pages of the book. Where do we be? How do we be? Somehow everything ...

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خلخال: مارس 2014

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In celebration of the woman I am - Anne Sexton. الخميس، 27 مارس، 2014. I can't stop calling you that, although it’s been so long. In my head, this is the word that calls out to you; it just comes out like that, without thinking, whenever I want to speak to you. But it isn't spontaneity, but rather something I had gotten used to. Maybe that's why you got bored, because there was no more spontaneity between us. Did you hear about this woman who was beaten by six women wearing the niqab. Not once did we go ...

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Smile! No One Cares How You Feel: March 2010

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No One Cares How You Feel. A loose collection of rants, musings, ponderings, notions, head-scratchings, ideas and rationalizations. Thursday, March 4, 2010. So, last night I was supposed to go have dinner with a couple of friends downtown. I had really been looking forward to it, because I honestly don't get out very much. We were supposed to meet at 7pm, which would require me leaving the house at around 6, since I live up in Markham and it can take a while to get downtown during peak traffic periods.

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Smile! No One Cares How You Feel: June 2010

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No One Cares How You Feel. A loose collection of rants, musings, ponderings, notions, head-scratchings, ideas and rationalizations. Tuesday, June 29, 2010. This post might seem a bit controversial on first reading, but controversy is not always a bad thing. (Just as how war is often a horrible, misguided practice, it can also affirm to us that there are ideals worth fighting and dying for.) And it's my blog, so I can write whatever I want! This pleases me, because I would never imagine buying a new novel...

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خلخال: أغسطس 2013

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In celebration of the woman I am - Anne Sexton. الجمعة، 30 أغسطس، 2013. Would they find her if they start digging, little brown Sugar? She was so small before she died. Before laying her in the earth, I felt her furred body longer. More stiff. It's not longer Sukar, mommie said. The little one is no longer there. An early morning phone call. Assurance that Auntie Mona will be up. We're both early risers. I know it will be a matter of 5 minutes till I reach the garden. I no longer have cats. It's silly sa...

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خلخال: مايو 2012

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In celebration of the woman I am - Anne Sexton. الخميس، 24 مايو، 2012. Place: Coffee shop in Cairo Time: 5 pm. Z: I called you randomly. I was close to where I knew you have been living for the past 5 years. A: I didn't pick up. Z: I called you twice. A: I don't even remember what I was doing. Z: I took them to that place where they make great burgers. A: I love that place. Z: you got me addicted. A: I didn't even recognize you that day. Z: you had started smoking. A: You didn't look like the you I know.

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خلخال: يناير 2013

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In celebration of the woman I am - Anne Sexton. الأربعاء، 16 يناير، 2013. A Step Closer to God. If you ask, you will never lose the way. I take after my mother in this, the constant questioning about one's whereabouts in the different cities – even in one's own. We moved calmly, enjoying the warmth that had finally come. The sun made the city glare back. It's one thing to ask about a place you know and a completely different thing to ask about a place to which you have no name. The last steps, some more,...

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خلخال: Paths

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In celebration of the woman I am - Anne Sexton. الخميس، 27 مارس، 2014. I can't stop calling you that, although it’s been so long. In my head, this is the word that calls out to you; it just comes out like that, without thinking, whenever I want to speak to you. But it isn't spontaneity, but rather something I had gotten used to. Maybe that's why you got bored, because there was no more spontaneity between us. Did you hear about this woman who was beaten by six women wearing the niqab. Not once did we go ...

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خلخال: ديسمبر 2011

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In celebration of the woman I am - Anne Sexton. الأربعاء، 21 ديسمبر، 2011. Abanoub had decided not to attend his math lesson on January 25 to join the protests. He didn't see his sweetheart Eveline that day because of his decision; but he saw her on Thursday at the biology class. After they finished, they stood together in the street and then took a walk till they found a batata. He sang some of the songs the people sang that night in the Square as he walked her home. He told her not to go down the next ...